
Originally Posted by
Isolde
{Dr. Beth Hayden}
Arching a slim brow at Fraser, Beth thinned her mouth in disapproval, even though a part of her was more than a little amused - it just wouldn't do to let this whippersnapper know it. "I think you'll be just fine, Simon... somehow." Looking over at the two younger women, she gave them a nod, and began to head towards the doors. "This one, I'm leaving to you. I am going to get some shut eye, if it kills me, so that means - " Beth spun on her heel and glowered at the young man fighting with embarrassment - "I'll have no more relapses in my medbay. Is that understood?" As his face cleared, and acquired a faint grin, Beth gave him a wink, and headed out again. "Right, he's all yours, girls. Please keep him in one piece, for pity's sake. Goodnight."
As she went, she stretched her neck muscles out, and thought longingly of her bed. If she could manage even four hours, she'd be grateful.