It's a bit frustrating, how carelessly this mission seems to have been handled, to be frank. Perhaps he could make a recommendation, via his superiors, that teams out on surface deployment ought to review basic safety procedures to avoid contamination.

He thinks about how carefully he'd supplied Re-l when she first left the dome, and what little difference that precaution made, in the long run... but not everyone carries the amazing resistance of a Proxy's genes.

"Did you keep track of- even if you can only give me a rough estimate, at what point did the team decide atmospheric conditions were appropriate to remove your helmets?" He asks, carefully swabbing Jamie's glowing skin and tucking the swab away into a quickly stoppered vial. The med bay doctors will need to be asked about additional blood samples, he supposes.

"Clouds of glitter, you say?" That certainly sounded like a release of spores? "Did that cause any breathing difficulties?"