( She makes small sounds of acknowledgement as second nature while she listens to him, studying what she finds across his back and deciding nothing really looks like it needs stitching. Likely for the best — she's not sure what topical anesthetics are available in here right now. )

Oh, right, the earpiece. Do you want a few pointers?

( She smiles, mostly to make sure her tone of voice is appropriately lightened: )

It's similar to some technologies we have back home, if a little outdated. I've been trying to find any network archives... uh, something like a library, only on the earpiece? Mine seems to be blocked, but yours might be working!

( Has this been a frustration to her? Sure, but being annoyed about it only gets her so far, and talking to people when she can find anyone who knows about "missions" and something about Aurora is a lot more productive.

Alex shifts back, sliding off the bed and starting to collect all the used supplies into a pile, half wanting to change gloves before getting the wrapped bandages and clean gauze on him. )

We should get you bandaged up, then you're as good to go as I can make you for the moment.