Three weeks had passed since that moment when Zeph heard "Officer down" one too many times, and once again he found himself standing out of a bacgell tank staring at the unfamiliar, yet familiar face on the other side of the crystalline glass.
It was something that he had done every chance he could over the last three weeks, not that those chances came very often thanks to his duties and the operational needs of Cerulean Helix's facility making it difficult to schedule a time he could visit with Laxana.
Even though she was unconscious he liked to talk to her and tell her what he was up to, how everyone was doing, and how they were all falling to keep their minds off how much they missed her. This time was not different in that aspect.
However, he was more cheerful in his tone because he was finally going to be able to tell her something good at the end of his visit that he just learned himself.