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[alaspooryork]

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[alaspooryork]

Delta wordlessly handed him a dry towel and took one of York's hands as soon as it was free, trying to transmit a sense of calm reassurance.

"We can visit the medical bays, York. We can contact them about treatment options as well - I do not believe that you can be the only one to have encountered this variety of creature."

What he wouldn't say was you will see again, even though that was the elephant in the room. There was no guarantee about it.

Delta would do anything to ensure York would see again.

[logicunlocked]

The visit to med bay turned out to be a bust—sure, they'd seen some of this stuff going on, but they had no idea of the cause of the blindness, so no way of treating it effectively. They were given the 'prescription' of rinsing his eyes out periodically and sent away with a bottle of what amounted to placebos at this point.

Once he'd been led all the way back to his room, back to his own bed, he found the pillows and punched them up with some frustration before lying back on them. "What do I do, Delta?" he asked, sounding wounded.

[alaspooryork]

After a brief moment of hesitation, Delta sat down on York's bed next to him. He placed as much confidence into his voice as he could manage, which was actually a lot given that York couldn't see his expression. In a way it was like his hologram days when he didn't have to worry about having a glass face.

"You will cope with this temporary ailment for a short time until a cure is found. If necessary, I will use the ship's equipment to synthesize artificial eyes for you; as you already have circuitry inside your mind, this should prove to be simple."

[logicunlocked]

Only Delta would think a solution like that was simple. "Let's hope it really is temporary, because I don't know about you, but the idea of surgery for an eye replacement isn't very appealing to me."

[alaspooryork]

"Understood." Well, it was simple compared to normal eye surgery. There were even several types of experimental helmets that used a single ocular camera to gather all sorts of data and synched with neural ports, so surely he could develop something similar.

...Admittedly, if it wore off after a few days of eye washing, that would be ideal. Many toxins were only temporary, after all.

"Until a solution is found, however, I will be glad to assist you in whatever way you should desire."

[logicunlocked]

"Yeah," he muttered, shoving his hands beneath the pillows behind his head. "For all we know these things are going to destroy the ship and it's not going to matter." An unusually pessimistic thing for him to say, but right now things seemed pretty bleak from his vantage point.

[alaspooryork]

"That is unlikely to occur, given the stresses this ship experiences on a regular basis. It is extremely likely they will all be destroyed in the next jump."

That much, at least, he could say with confidence. Still, he wasn't going to leave York's side for a while, not even to get them food. He clearly needed the companionship.

"Perhaps I could read you a selection of the materials available in the library?"

Maybe it would help pass the time, even if York did like swashbuckling adventures more than Delta's favorite mathematical theories.

[logicunlocked]

"Goddamn, Delta, just..." He was tense, and he forced himself bodily to relax. "Yeah, okay, that sounds, that sounds fine. Let's do that for a while and then we'll go wash my eyes out again."

[alaspooryork]

Well, he never claimed comfort was his strong point.

Delta chose a story in the same vein as some of the movies York had enjoyed before and began reading. Hopefully the cadence of his voice would help York relax as much as the distraction itself.