"You're-" Topside stops himself, reconsiders his words, and then resumes.
"-very thoughtful," he says. "Last I heard, he was Forcep's med-bay. You might catch him, if you hurry."
Through the aperture the shifting wall created, the two enter a small, rectangular chamber, lit by a shaft of pale light shining from a round porthole in the ceiling. Holographic diagrams and strings of cyberglyphics materialize in midair- likely research notes of some kind.
"Did not mean to imply that," Phasewing quickly replies.