Emerald walked out into the hall to wait for him; trying to make it appear as if she hadn’t noticed the way he was looking at Monica. The captain had a feeling things weren’t settled, just, dormant for a while. Maybe him being there would do Monica some good. She needed a friend, though she didn’t seem to want to be friends with him.
Monica watched the two leave the room. She glared at Emerald, then at Talos a bit. And then turned looking at that damn gauntlet, she tossed it into the bag and then lifted the bag which she did with no trouble and headed to her security office. She’d start with making a list of this stuff, and then head to his berth for the other stuff. By then he should be done in the infirmary. Maybe?