Somebody comes, but not the one I would have expected to play nurse.

You were rifling through the cabinets in the med-bay, trying to find some decent painkillers, when you here somebody knock against the metal door frame of the med bay's entrance. You look over your shoulder and see Farrah standing there, her arms folded under her ample breasts as she leans against the door frame. She looks at you and then averts her gaze as though unsure of what to say or do.

"Hey, uh, Halloway. I figured you might need some help since that wound's in the back of your head. Can't really see it.", she says as she walks into the med bay.

"Well, I figure you'd know best 'bout that, considerin' you're the one that gave me this damn lump.", you retort as you continue to dig through the cabinet, "But, yeah, sure...thanks."

You see her nod in response from the corner of your eye as she moves to one of the drawers to pull out a roll of bandages and an unactivated cold pack. One of those that one only had to snap in half to cause a chemical reaction that would chill the bag in an instant. You'd actually forgotten you'd had those, but, then, you hadn't actually used the medical facilities on your ship as they were intended in a long while. For fucking on a medbay bed or against a counter, sure. For actual medical reasons? Not so much.

"How'd ya know where to find those?", you ask her as she comes up behind you and, after showing you her hands to show she wasn't going to hit you again, begins to unwind the bandage that had already been on your head off of you.

"Teesha made me come looking for stuff to patch you up with when I clocked you one.", she replied and then added, with a hint of a smile in her voice, "She was kinda mad I did that. Thought we could talk it out with you. That you seemed like a nice guy. I thought she was crazy, but...well, here we are."

"Yeah, here we are.", you say and then wince as Farrah puts the cold pack to the back of your head, "Kinda wish we'd taken a detour past the hittin' me in the head, but, yeah...we got here."

"Yeah. Maybe that would've been better.", Farrah says softly, sounding a bit abashed, which makes you think perhaps her badass bitch bluster wasn't all she was after all.

Of course she ruins that by adding, "But it could've been worse. If we'd gone with my original plan, you'd have been knocked out and tied up in a scrap yard before Teesha had even had the chance to go down on you like she did."

"Really? Wow. Well, I guess I'm lucky that Teesha decided to go a different way.", you remark with a smirk and you here Farrah laugh softly as she continues to gently press the cold pack to the back of your head, wiping away condensation from the base of your neck with gentle touches of her other hand.

"Yeah. Truth be told, I think you were more charming about the whole thing than we thought you'd be. I mean, other spacers, when getting in the situation we got you into with the bet and all, would have been wanting us to strip and be on our knees for him as soon as we got in the door. But you didn't. You...you were almost sweet.", she said and you hear a note in her voice that, perhaps, you could think was almost affectionate, "Y-yeah. That's probably why Teesha did what she did. I think she's a little sweet on you."

"Is that right?", you ask and then turn around, catching Farrah's wrist and moving a hand to her waist to pull her close so that you're almost nose to nose as you look deep into her eyes and ask, "And what 'bout you? You think you're a little sweet on me too?"