He finally deigned to speak to her instead of just reciting his information, and Imania sighed with measured relief. She really didn't want anyone to feel like a prisoner here--she hadn't invited these people onto her ship any more than she had asked for it to be flung to Prohpets only knew where, but they were all stuck here in the same boat--literally--so they might as well have made the best of it, right?
At his inquiry, though, her expression clouded with something like apology.
"I was actually hoping perhaps you could tell me," she admitted. "You were found unconscious in one of the cargo bays, with several other individuals, as I'm sure the EMH told you. She wasn't pulling your leg, I'm afraid. You're here in Sick Bay because we wanted to make sure nobody was injured or ill, but as for why you're here on the ship, or how you all got here in the first place, your guess is as good as mine."
Though he seemed a bit less alarmed now, Imania maintained her grip on the hypospray. She could understand his confusion, but belligerence would not be tolerated, and until she was convinced he wasn't going to injure anyone else she was not putting down the sedative for anything.
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At his inquiry, though, her expression clouded with something like apology.
"I was actually hoping perhaps you could tell me," she admitted. "You were found unconscious in one of the cargo bays, with several other individuals, as I'm sure the EMH told you. She wasn't pulling your leg, I'm afraid. You're here in Sick Bay because we wanted to make sure nobody was injured or ill, but as for why you're here on the ship, or how you all got here in the first place, your guess is as good as mine."
Though he seemed a bit less alarmed now, Imania maintained her grip on the hypospray. She could understand his confusion, but belligerence would not be tolerated, and until she was convinced he wasn't going to injure anyone else she was not putting down the sedative for anything.