More the fool you if you were stupid enough to waste valuable resources by puttin' a doctor behind a cannon.

Don't talk to me like I'm some tenderfoot who's never seen conflict. I lost a good amount of friends and colleagues to a madman before I got here. I helped carry my predecessor's body to the morgue because a quarter of our medical staff died along with him when our main sickbay was attacked. I pulled a parasite off a man's brain stem in the middle of a firefight, patched up the survivors of a planetary genocide, and scrubbed scorched human viscera off the bulkheads. Does that sound idealistic to you, sir?

( he just sounds numb now, as hollow as he feels. )

This disease is useless as any kind of tool against the undead unless it can be brought to heel first. That's not optimism, that's reality. We find a cure first, or we don't, and this comes with me when I go.

And I'll find a way to make it stick.