Darcy's head slowly turns, following the injured man's movement with confusion and obvious concern. What even was that? "No. He's definitely not a recent addition." She isn't sure she has the right to say that with such certainty, but she feels like some familiarity would have registered if it'd been someone who's arrived on board the Tranquility since she has.

Then there's another figure, this one moving swiftly and seemingly with more purpose. An alarmed cry escapes Darcy's throat as she only just dodges out of the way of being run into. Or, at least she would have expected she'd be run into. But she knows she just saw the woman run through L.

"Holy shit! 'Zaki, are you okay?" Times of shock and possible trauma are the best to spring nicknames on people, right?

[OOC: I know, right? Still big enough to wreck shit, tho'!]