Richard walked into sickbay and saw all of the people young and old in there. He watched his steps carefully. But he was still moving at a brisk pace. He looked for the Lt.Northrop. But he did not see her when he fist walked in. He looked to see if anyone was available to talk to him.<br/><br/>Seeing that no one is really paying attention to him, he spoke up. "Anyone here know where Lt,Northrop is?" His teen hormones were kicking in and he was getting rather impatient. He goes over to where he sees someone free. It looked to him that the EMH looked relatively free. He walked up next to him, he avoided several patients along the way. Once Richard finally made it close to Michael, he saw that the hologram was having difficulty by all the flickering it was doing. He saw Brady standing by it, so he was fairly certain that one of them knew where she was.<br/><br/>"Doctor, Nurse, do either of you know where Lt. Northrop is? What is her status?" he sounded kind of panicked. He was starting to get a bad feeling in his stomach. Richard wondered if she was already dead, but hoped she was not. But the call for the red alert made it very clear for him without Michael answering. She had died most likely and now he was going to be the replacement. He sighed as he turned his gaze to the floor. Of all times for him to suddenly become responsible, it had to be this one. There was no way he was going to turn it down when they most likely would offer it to him. But it was not going to be the happiest he had ever been at getting a promotion of sorts.<br/><br/>He started to analyze his thinking, it did not sound like the Richard, he knew himself to be. This was the younger unsure self that constantly tried to avoid responsibility. Richard was no longer that guy. He was better than that and wiser than that. He stood up straight and tried to think clearly, a very hard thing to do as a 19 year old who was just getting out of his rather turbulent teenage hormone stage of his life. But Richard would try his best to try to maintain the clear thinking and proper judgement that his regular self had. It was his duty to the crew and the USS McNair as a whole.