Sparrow's frown wasn't out of annoyance at Diarmuid, more just blind incomprehension. She looked to Chloe in query and the older Belter translated, hands moving quickly to explain. There was a fond smile on her face as she looked at the younger woman. Sparrow grinned and she laughed out loud, not able to modulate the sound for the setting. Chloe cut in as the blue haired woman spoke a little out of turn. She'd need not have worried. Diarmuid's smile was a little more fixed and his eyes a little more glazed. Chloe had judged her meds right and set him up for the knockout. They worked their final magic and the Terran slumped backwards unconscious on the bed. Any fear of him having overdosed were alleviated a moment later as loud snores began to fill the clinic.