[an hour passes in which time R2 drags him away after his initial reaction to Oliver passing out--which was full of shouting and shaking and ended with a hypodermic needle in his leg to make him pass out. when he wakes up, he finds that his nose has been bandaged and his face cleaned; he can smell the antiseptic cleaner.
and when he sits up, he notices that he's been given a local pain killer as he can't exactly feel most of his left arm, but he's glad to see an advanced version of a cast on his hand, the area where his barcode is conveniently cut out. it looks like a stiff glove has been slipped over his hand, but thankfully, he can move his thumb and wrist freely.]
[he takes the moment while R2's off somewhere else to slip off the examination table he'd been dragged onto and wanders over to Oliver's.]
Re: filter;
and when he sits up, he notices that he's been given a local pain killer as he can't exactly feel most of his left arm, but he's glad to see an advanced version of a cast on his hand, the area where his barcode is conveniently cut out. it looks like a stiff glove has been slipped over his hand, but thankfully, he can move his thumb and wrist freely.]
[he takes the moment while R2's off somewhere else to slip off the examination table he'd been dragged onto and wanders over to Oliver's.]
Ollie? Can you hear me? How are you doing?