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Senna started to answer, but he didn’t get a chance
“I don’t think you understand what I’ineer, you’re an apothecary, which we all know ler, not scientist You don’t understand how things work Even if you entered stasis sick, and somehow the initial medical scan didn’t find the probleot injected with a tube full of the goddae in transit, cryostasis stores the body at a temperature far, far too low for any viral or bacterial replication Nothing happens when tissue gets that cold That’s e don’t age There si place If you fall asleep with a sniffle, you’ll wake up with one It can’t be an infection, because people are dead, and you only die when a pathogen can get its trousers on in the ! No harm can come to a person in cryostasis That’s the whole point”
“Regretfully: Any disease that would kill a drell would have a very hard ti to a hanar Your anato: Viruses and bacteria are fine-tuned to the species they infect Only an extree is even capable of cross-species contahtly: For example, while drell live in close proximity to the hanar on Kahje, Kepral’s Syndro disease, and the hanar do not have lungs”
“Maybe we got a bad batch of pods at the outset,” Senna said doubtfully The Initiative wouldn’t ski like that “The sores could have been chemical burns, or mass effect field runoff, like you said”
Irit Non had gotten herself so worked up she was pacing in her alcove like a trapped animal She seemed somehow offended on the pods’ behalf “Senna, you’re a codeabout the hardware is like expecting a psychiatrist to cure the Blood Plague If it was a problem on the fabrication end, they’d all have failed at the same time, and you’d see failures all over the ship, not just Rakhana-clan and a few Khar’shan-clan”
Anax Therion’s green browline lifted in aratulations, Sleepwalker Team Blue-7! In less than ten minutes, you seem to have ruled out poison, disease, or equipe, and accident You’re about as helpful as the Si’yah’s scans It must not have happened, then! What a relief for all those drell Back to your pod, then, volus Back to your 100 safe, co pod We won’t even check it over, since you’re so sure And obviously, since it’s perfectly capable of adjusting pressurization and gravity, and no harm can come to a person in cryostasis, you won’t need your environ”
“You do love to hear yourself talk, don’t you?” chuckled the batarian “If you’re so sure it out for us and we’ll see you at the Nexus”
Senna could see the drell beginning to lose her patience “I told you, we need more data”
Irit Non wheezed and coughed She stopped pacing She curled her chubby shoulders in, as if to defend herself from their reaction before she said whatever was about to coet past my suit’s filters So it’s… not my problem”
Anax Therion and Borbala Ferank stared at the volus with five black reptilian eyes between them
“Sorry,” the volus mumbled “Sorry”
“This is what’s going to happen,” Senna announced, a little too loudly But it did the trick Not a person on this ship hadn’t served aboard another one at some point They caiving a co for an opinion “Suit up for co to split into three teams Yorrik and Ysses will be Team What You’ll take three of the corpses into ure out a real, solid cause of death we can build a theory on Anax and Borbala, you’ll be Team Who Scour the ship for your theoretical stoay—”
The volus Irit Non wheezed and sucked at the air through her filter “You want them to secure the ship on foot? This ship? The Keelah Si’yah? We’re a kiloh seventeen million tons Surely the ship’s coht”
Senna’Nir was grateful that his helmet made it impossible for anyone else to see the sarcastic curl his lips always took on when someone blathered on at hiht of
“K, please run a scan for any life signs on board Exclude the six of us and all entities currently in cryostasis”