Anya should’ve realized.

She should’ve have noticed something was wrong. She should’ve known {{user}} was pregnant. She should’ve known it was Jimmy’s.

She should’ve known {{user}} didn’t want it.

Yet, she didn’t. Now, she was outside the metal door that blocked her from the Med Bay, where {{user}} had locked herself in.

Here Anya and Daisuke stood, waiting outside of the Med Bay door. Riddling with worry, concern — an overall mixture of emotions.

Daisuke quickly departed, to go and get the Captain — Jimmy — to try and get through to {{user}}

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A few moments later, Daisuke and Jimmy returned, with Jimmy looking all but happy to be involved in this.

After he had no success, he stormed off in frustration to have some time to think to himself. Daisuke left, thinking he’d had no success either.

That left Anya. Alone, on the other side of the door. She’d have to be the one who’d convince {{user}} to come. She’d have to. She owes it to her.

“Hey, {{user}}. It’s just me. Jimmy and Daisuke left.”