Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Side sim: Matters of the Heart

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in Side sim: Matters of the Heart

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Roman sighed. “I’d stay with her but I’m back on duty. I can’t.” He wished he could stay with her, she’d be a lot more comfortable in their own quarters, but he couldn’t get out of duty, especially after being off so long, without another medical reason or something. And a part of him said he’d rather be on duty anyway so he could catch the culprit and she’d be safe. “I’ll bring it and a few other things of hers next time I’m up there.”

~ Roman

Randy watched her vitals a moment. He wished she’d wake up, but also wishing she’d sleep. “I haven’t seen it since she got hurt, but if you can find her PaDD, she keeps the mouse you gave her in the storage tray.”

“She does?” Roman had almost forgotten about that. “It’s a wooden sculpture of Nibbles. I thought it was fitting, since it all started with her watching my mouse.” Her PaDD was probably in her office, he’d check there first.

Randy chuckled, “Of course she does. She’s a closet sentimentalist.” Randy didn’t want to say it because he didn’t know how Roman would take it, but that little wooden mouse probably meant more to Rand than her engagement ring did. And that was saying a lot.

Roman smiled, looking down at her again. “I’m glad she liked it.” Speaking of things he’d given her… her engagement ring was still in his pocket. He’d forgotten to give it back. Then again, he wasn’t sure she could wear it quite yet. Maybe it was best to hold onto it a little longer.

Rand had been awake long enough to hear them talk about her things. Roman wanted to stay, he couldn’t. They had to keep working or they wouldn’t get to stay together. “Feumaidh tu a bhith ag obair. Chan urrainn a bhith air a tharraing. (You have to work. Can not be distracted.)” Her voice was still slurred but more heavily tinged with sleepiness. She wanted to go home, but if Roman was bringing some of her things, then that wasn’t happening. She turned her hand over, under his, and tried to squeeze. She sighed as the skin and tissue stretched and ached. She supposed it was good she could actually flex her fingers now. She opened her eyes to look at Roman and then closed them as the room spun.

Rand

Roman looked down at her as she spoke and squeezed her hand gently. In Gaelic, “I know. This is my lunch. I’ll have to get back soon but it was more important to be here with you.” He sighed and said in Gaelic again, “I wish there were more I could do.”

~ Roman

Rand actually smiled at him, teasing, her Gaelic still slightly slurred. “You can eat then go back to work.”

Rand

Roman smiled back, glad to see her smile. “Fine then, I’ll eat first. Then I’ll be back after duty.” Maybe she was a little less confused, he hoped, if she’d caught that he’d been planning to skip lunch again. Maybe he was just wishing.

~ Roman