Whatever she had gotten high on didn't seem to give her a great one. Maybe he should recommend a good strain of weed. That's what more people needed around here, Thorne mused. But maybe when there weren't emergency ward technicians running about when he was on medical leave.
"What?" He stared at her for a few minutes. "Oh. Curtains." It wasn't much to spell them closed, though it plunged the room into near darkness. "Well, you enjoy your stars then."