Nate had come down to the medbay to look for some painkillers. Or ask Stacy for some. He had a migraine. He'd been having migraines almost constantly since the day he'd had his memories jump started again. So as he stepped into the medbay and started poking around. Well, he hadn't expected to see his friends in their rather passionate embrace.

Eyes widening a moment, he tightened his jaw and turned around to leave. They deserved some privacy after all. Though they should really have just gotten a room. As he turned quickly on his heel however, his leg caught a little table, sending the tray of implements that was on top of it clattering to the ground loudly.

He sighed, bending down to pick up the instruments, keeping his back to the pair. Really great, Nate.