And there were reasons those who were doctors, were, well, doctors. They knew the questions to ask. Because for all of her genius, Oswin didn't know what was going on beyond that Kirk had had way too much to drink and she'd been ensuring that he wasn't alone when he was clearly upset. She had made note of what was going on before she had brought him down the medbay, when it had become too much for her to be able to handle.
"Yeah. The seizure was what prompted me to bring him down here..."
Because seizures were things beyond her capabilities. Hydration, keeping conscious, things of that nature? She could handle that. But seizures? Not so much. And as he'd been half out of consciousness by the time she had gotten the taller man down to the medbay, it clearly had been heading to the direction of losing complete consciousness.
Sighing, Oswin fiddled with her hair some, the only sign that she wasn't completely comfortable with where she was. If she was needed she would stay, but truthfully, she wanted to get out of the medbay. Too clinical. Too....stale. She'd rather clean up Kirk's apartment than be there but until she had answered all the questions she was needed for, she would remain.