"Huh?" he said, confused for a moment. "Oh...no, it can wait. Its nothing urgent, certainly not compared to this." When they arrived at the sickbay it was largely empty, other than its one seemingly permanent occupant and in one corner of the room Rochelle's bed. Her lover had evidently decided to take a break so she was left alone. A quick glance didn't seem to reveal any injuries but she was wired to various machines. "She's in a medically induced coma," Morrison said as they approached. "She'd probably be unconscious anyway but they can't decide what to do next till they know for sure if they can take the bullet out."