[The video probably came on when Dee accidentally dropped his device on the ground, accidentally kicking it under the bed, and just couldn't be assed to exert the effort to pick it up. He can't be assed to do much of anything. After spending what seemed like forever in the medbay, he's finally released and allowed to wander back to his room. He makes it through the threshhold but doing much of anything else is far too much effort. Making it to the bed is too much effort, even. And so he finds himself lying down on the ground, right where he's standing, not exactly collapsing but not far from it. He puts his head in his hands and stays like that for a few long moments] God damn it, where are you...?

[He sighs, turning his head to the side and giving in to the fact that he really doesn't think he'll be getting up again that night, when he notices the device flashing at him from across the room, which means it's recording. He groans and squeezes his eyes shut] Oh, fuck me.

[The feed opens and Mary is smiling pleasantly into the camera. She's much more versed in the communicator than when she made her first network post.]

Hello Everyone. Mary here. I know anyone who was sick has recovered or is well on the way but if anyone needs anything- anything at all- I'd be happy to help you.

[She tucks a piece of her hair back behind her ear.] I thought I might as well check in with those who know me. So please, let me know that you're alright.

[She smiles again, having said all she wanted to. She looks as if she's about to cut the feed when an idea occurs to her then she adds one more thing as an afterthought.]

Oh. And I was just wondering, who else didn't get sick? I know there were some of us out there- and I don't know about you- but I'd like to know why.

[She gives a little nod and cuts the feed.]