To Clay: Have you been okay since the incident with the stabbing? It's pretty miraculous that you survived.
*Clay and Apollo are talking in hushed whispers once they see your message. You can hear worry in Apollo's voice and Clay telling him that it's fine, that's he's fine*
*Clay sits down and reads it over again*
Heh, yeah, it was crazy... I don't want to get into details of it, but I almost died.
*he rubs at his chest scar through his shirt as he thinks*
I've been doing pretty great ever since the stab wound healed up! I uh... I can't be an astronaut anymore because of some issues where there's so much scar tissue near my heart.
*he frowns*
Not to mention the mental toll it's taken. Honestly, the thought of getting into a spaceship again is terrifying, so it's probably for the best that I can't do that anymore.
*he's silent for a few minutes. There's a lot he could say, but he doesn't necessarily want to talk about right now. Mostly because it's so personal, and also because he doesn't want to possibly end up having a panic attack right now*
B-but they still let me work around the station! And I obviously still love everything about space!
*he smiles a little*
I appreciate you asking about it. I'm doing pretty well considering~
----
[Paige here: I may start using sketches in my answers, at least some, if I'm feeling that I can adequately draw something. Until then, I hope you are liking the text based answers! If you have any suggestions, please let me know! And if you have any questions at all, don't hesitate to send them in!]