Faction: E2 Sick and Tired
Neenalia rested her hands on her hips with a heavy sigh, finally managing to relax a little bit. The strange stone was secured, their patient seemed to recover at a miraculous speed, she didn't lose an arm... so far so good. Her legs were trembling a little from the rush now finally leaving her body and she desperately needed a smoke, but that's gotta wait.
"Brilliant find M'la" she smiles and gave a nod towards him then moved to find a bottle of alcohol to disinfect equipment, then a quick check around the room to make sure there are no burning hazards or worse, explosive ones. No oxygen or other containers in proximity, valves and the like. "We have some ethanol.., we've got so much of this it shouldn't be an issue. Alright, once you are done with the welder take a chug of this if you like, yeah?"
Her ears twitched and fluttered a little, in a better mood now. "And of course update us if you feel anything strange again"