Reena had already finished setting up the first half of the venom antidote when Rae barged into the infirmary holding the nearly-dead Shasōōn over her shoulder like a sack of dirt. She turned around to extract some bonded venom for the full antidote only for Rae to hand Tymea the poison glands and fangs of a newly deceased mole rat, who managed to create her own antidote and hand it back to the doctor, ready to use. All without so much of a glance in the Sorlas' direction.

To say that Reena was livid was an understatement. The backhanded comment from the navigator was bad enough, but the ignorance from the doctor and the self-titled science officer was by far the worst. She barely even processed the crinkle of broken glass as her fist clenched around an empty vial like a vice. Luckily for everyone involved, the situation was too dire for Neera to consider voicing her opinions about them right now. She would never admit it, but she had a soft spot for that crazy Ju'yavāl bastard clinging to life right now, and she'd sooner throw herself out the airlock then risk his life by introducing either of them to the proverbial "Sorlas handshake".

Still fuming, Neera roughly set down what was left of the vial on the nearby cabinet and stormed out of the infirmary, resisting the urge to take her anger out on the wall nearby. The door to the medical bay barely slid shut behind her when the familiar voice of the captain buzzed over the intercom once again.

"Monroe be advised we have an unknown target onboard the ship. The medic bay is the safest location, so if anything were to go wrong, lock yourself in there."

[i]Vaas[/i], she almost forgot about the lunatic trying to board the ship. Last she heard the strange newcomer had been trapped in the airlock, but if Raymond was warning the crew to lock themselves in the medic bay if things went South, the airlock wasn't entirely foolproof. Suddenly aware of the weight of the automatic strapped to her side, she turned on her heel and made a beeline for the airlock where Elyse was confronting the newcomer. She trusted that she would be able to handle anything that the psycho threw at her, but if worse came to worse, Neera was ready to take out her anger on a hostile target.

[color=9e0b0f]"I'm heading down to the airlock,"[/color] she warned the crew over the communicators. [color=9e0b0f]"And if necessary, I'm armed.[/color]