[ A snort is the only answer to Baizhu's comment about everyone needing more rest. No shit everyone needs to eat better and have more downtime, but until the AI decides to allow them to wake up a full shift, they're going to be running around working 18 hour days and eating only what they grab between tasks. It's not sustainable, for any of them, but they'll all make it work. What other choice do they have?
He holds out his wrist when prompted, glaring at Baizhu the whole time. It's nothing personal, Doc.
The recorded data on his bracelet shows mostly more of the same -- he's active all day, and even when he's not moving he's using a lot of energy thinking (and stressing) over various projects. At night, he's getting very little sleep, and what sleep he is getting is frequently interrupted by a racing heartrate. There's a lot of nightmares recorded on that tracker, and they've been getting worse. ]
If you're gonna suggest takin' more time off and eatin' more veg, I'd fucking love to. Find me more crew and I'll sleep in every day.
[ Baizhu reads off the bracelet and puts the results down in his CL-10 to compare to Wolfwood's medical records later. If it has taken a deep dive from the usual results, they'll have to get that medical bay visit.
He doesn't seem to take offense to Wolfwood's glares. ]
I'm not suggesting such things, even if they would be helpful. It's not feasible right now, so we have to try to prevent as much damage as possible while keeping things going at the same time.
[ Baizhu takes a step back and puts away his scanner, giving the other man a surprisingly gentle look. ]
Thank you, Mr. Wolfwood. I think the only issue I see is that you need better sleep. Would you consider a sleeping aid? I can prescribe a kind that doesn't force you asleep, but manages the REM sleep to keep you better rested. The only side effect is less dreams. I'll also unlock the herbal tea I recommended for you at the synthesizers, in case you wish to try it.
[ Baizhu's been nothing but kind, but Wolfwood's sleep -- and whatever he might be seeing there -- is his own damn business. He won't throw Baizhu out for suggesting a sleep aid -- although he's thinking about it, just for a moment -- but he will turn back to his work, completely ignoring the other man. ]
no subject
He holds out his wrist when prompted, glaring at Baizhu the whole time. It's nothing personal, Doc.
The recorded data on his bracelet shows mostly more of the same -- he's active all day, and even when he's not moving he's using a lot of energy thinking (and stressing) over various projects. At night, he's getting very little sleep, and what sleep he is getting is frequently interrupted by a racing heartrate. There's a lot of nightmares recorded on that tracker, and they've been getting worse. ]
If you're gonna suggest takin' more time off and eatin' more veg, I'd fucking love to. Find me more crew and I'll sleep in every day.
no subject
He doesn't seem to take offense to Wolfwood's glares. ]
I'm not suggesting such things, even if they would be helpful. It's not feasible right now, so we have to try to prevent as much damage as possible while keeping things going at the same time.
[ Baizhu takes a step back and puts away his scanner, giving the other man a surprisingly gentle look. ]
Thank you, Mr. Wolfwood. I think the only issue I see is that you need better sleep. Would you consider a sleeping aid? I can prescribe a kind that doesn't force you asleep, but manages the REM sleep to keep you better rested. The only side effect is less dreams. I'll also unlock the herbal tea I recommended for you at the synthesizers, in case you wish to try it.
[ He puts the Cl-10 away as well. ]
Any questions?
no subject
I said no drugs.
[ Think that's the end of the interview, Doc. ]
no subject
Alright. I'll contact you again in a week.
[ Nodding, he then heads for the Faraday cage's door to return to the med bay and log these results.
Sooner or later, they're all going to end up scraped clean of everything they've got, and he wants to keep people together as long as possible.
...at least he has proof that Qiqi's okay, now. He won't forget this, Wolfwood. ]