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Pages 4-6 : You Can't Be Hot And Smart (And Alone, And Vulnerable...)
Blue: "Finally stable. But this..."
"It just doesn't make sense."
"(Hm.)"
"I just... Need..."
"Ah-!"
Blue: "Ah-!"
"Ha ha... Lime... You frightened me."
Lime: "BAH! My bad, big dawg."
"Some of the others were tryin' ta reach ya, but the door was locked tight."
Blue: "...Locked? The Medbay door doesn't lock."
Lime: "No one could open it. We thought you kept it closed 'cause of White, but... I'unno. Y'haven't come out in days. I-- ahem- We were worried."
Blue: "I... Suppose I need a moment to clear my head. All that matters is that White is in stable condition and will most likely make a full recovery."
Lime: "I think ya need more than just 'a moment'. Do ya even know how long it's been?"
Blue: "I'm aware. I apologize for worrying you, but I really should-"
Lime: "Ah, shaddup. You keep workin' at this rate, the aliens will git'cha. Grab somethin' 'ta eat."
Blue: "But, I..."
Blue: “(Hm...) I don’t want to leave my patient. I refuse to.”
Lime: “Didn’t ya say they were in stable condition?”
Blue: “Yes, but-”
Lime: “Nah, nah, I get it. I’ll go tell Yellow that ya hate their pizza and don’t even wanna see it.”
Blue: “What? No, that’s not true!”
Lime: “Is it? Then go get some and prove me wrong.”
Blue: “You’re very sweet, Lime... But I won’t leave Medbay. I simply cannot bring myself to part from someone in need. As a compromise, perhaps you could bring something in for my patient and I?” (sparkle sparkle saxophone etc)
Lime: “..Yeah, yeah, no prob. I’ll fix up the door while i’m at it.”
