[ He doens't elaborate. Mal seems like he's halfway smart, he'll figure it out soon enough. The torture rooms were mild today. It can and does get a whole lot worse. That'll become apparent soon, if it hasn't already. Gabe isn't in the habit of coddling others. He's not good at it.
But there's a med station, just like he promised. He toggles his tech again, setting his shirt down and frowning. Disinfectant first. There are two bottles that seem like the right shape, but his tech can't read the labels. ]
Long enough. Almost a year.
[ He picks up the first bottle. Hefts it. Then uncaps it and takes a whiff.
no subject
[ He doens't elaborate. Mal seems like he's halfway smart, he'll figure it out soon enough. The torture rooms were mild today. It can and does get a whole lot worse. That'll become apparent soon, if it hasn't already. Gabe isn't in the habit of coddling others. He's not good at it.
But there's a med station, just like he promised. He toggles his tech again, setting his shirt down and frowning. Disinfectant first. There are two bottles that seem like the right shape, but his tech can't read the labels. ]
Long enough. Almost a year.
[ He picks up the first bottle. Hefts it. Then uncaps it and takes a whiff.
Yep. Rubbing alcohol. ]
C'mere. I'll clean you up.