[listen they skill borrowed the ability to work a phone for this week because i was getting tired but they're still 100% voice to text.

they wander into the medbay, taking a look around. an anxious bloom of pale pink lichen is spreading across their chest.]

That about sums it up. [...] I don't know what happened, or why. This kind of thing doesn't happen here, it isn't supposed to...be like this.