“i’ve been better, honestly. don’t you have something strong enough to stop the aching? well – depends on what you meant by taking it easy.”
“I can’t give you much more painkiller than you’re already taking, unless you want to risk dying. -- It’d be a sad way to go after all you’ve been through.”
He hands over a pair of acetaminophen tablets.
“Just don’t work yourself too hard. No gymnastics in the airlock.”















