Eight hours of surgery and ninety-six hours of recovery later, Chakwas had discharged Boss from the medbay after showing acceptable levels of recovery. His ribs had been mostly put back together, the internal damage was fixed and it had all been thanks to Chakwas. He had promised her a bottle of tihaar after catching word she likes alcohol and after much convincing, she accepted the promise.
A crew member brought him a change of clothes from his room and he began to put them on while Chakwas watched.
"You like what you see?" he questioned.
"Just like to watch my work in action," she replied with a smartass grin.
After getting the final nod, he made his way out of the medbay, holding his head high and not giving a damn about the dull pain that he felt in his chest. His first stop? Mess hall.