"Yes, you are. Is it comfortable?" She's only gonna tease a little, though. "Stay still. Once I get your comm, the three of us are going straight to the medical center. There's no telling what nastiness might have been in that smoke or the long term effects it might have."

She turns and slips through the door. It's going to take her a minute, probably two or three, to grab the comm device and the laptop, and then she's back out in the hall with them.

The first person to comment on Wash getting her wet was getting a thumping.

"Right. Here we go." She sets the laptop on Wash's chest, then scoops him up in a bridal carry. "Now, Guts, do I need to carry you as well or can you make your way along? Be honest, skip the machismo."