[ The long silence that follows is just enough to make him think... maybe juicebox emergencies aren't the kind of thing he should be calling Shepard in for. Maybe somebody already in medical could've taken care of that. But it made sense in his head at the time; in trouble, call Shepard. Everything he told her about the spacecat hunt, the burns, and his sleep deprivation... it had all been nothing but him being side-tracked from accomplishing this goal. ]
Thanks.
[ He sits up again and takes it, clumsily indeed, balancing it more between his wrists than his hands. Finally, apple juice. He woke up so thirsty. ]
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Thanks.
[ He sits up again and takes it, clumsily indeed, balancing it more between his wrists than his hands. Finally, apple juice. He woke up so thirsty. ]