"Alright. Should I consider myself to still be in quarantine pending someone else's approval? Not that I know where anything other than the observation cylinder is anyway."

The observation cyl— oh of course she means CT, which this language doesn’t have a word for and which she got a very limited pictorial explanation of. Ooh now Marian can explain all of the things properly  they really have higher priorities.

“Uh, yeah, if that’s okay. You’ll scare people if you go out and they might call security on you or something. The disease is scary because the - people who study diseases,” this language doesn’t seem to have a word for 'lab' that she's sure isn't super misleading, "hadn't seen anything like it before." It being from another world is actually a pretty good explanation for that! Well. An insane explanation for that in isolation, but.

"...Also I'm not sure if curing your disease will make any slime that got on your clothes not contagious?" It should theoretically have been mostly contained by last night's high-effort dressing plus the various drainage receptacles, but Marian does NOT trust that. 

"I think it would but I'm not as sure as I'd like. I could wash? I have soap; I know that device has water." She points at the room sink and misses Tris and her knowledge of Prestidigitation.

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea. Also I can just get you clean scrubs?" They're no longer on 'entire unit is locked down, charge nurse intercepting people who forget and try to leave', maybe because it turns out antibiotics do work at all on the novel pathogen? "Can you manage that all right by yourself when you haven't actually healed your other stuff yet?" Marian is definitely pretty sure she wouldn't want to stand in front of a sink and wash clothes in it the day after major abdominal surgery. 

"Clean scrubs would be much nicer than wet ones, thank you. And I've been in fights while worse injured than this; I'll be fine." She is in fact injured enough that her priority in a fight would be "getting everyone out alive" rather than "defeating the enemy", but the nonmagical decanter of endless water is pretty clearly nonviolent.

“All right.” 

Marian is going to close the curtains, because her colleagues will find it really weird if they see her post-op iso patient washing her handmade cloak in the sink, and then she’ll go try to find either Clarice or the resident. …Clarice first, she thinks, if she gets Fraser’s number then maybe he can back her up to the resident on the weird things going on here.

Clarice isn't at the nursing station - practically no one is, actually, which is a little worrying for the prospects of someone being available to watch monitors - but, unsurprisingly, can be found in Pod Three.

She looks relieved to see Marian. "Hey - if you're caught up, I could use someone being around to answer the phone when Sierra Donor Services calls back in ten minutes -" 

Oh no awkward. "Uh, sorry, I'm really not caught up yet. - is there any chance we have Fraser's number? I need to check a - thing - with him about 104. It was kind of a rushed report." None of that is even false. 

Clarice sighs briefly. "Right. I think we should but I don't have it on me - I'll get you the book of traveler contacts, can it wait two minutes?" 

It can wait two minutes, which Marian spends pacing around the unit making sure no one looks like they might be dying imminently. 

And then she has Fraser's phone number, and - wow she's too self-conscious to make this particular phone call from the desk outside 104. What if Callie overhears her. She's...going to hide in the bathroom and call on her cell phone. 

Fraser answers on the third ring. "Who is this?" 

"It's Marian. Fraser, what the fuck, could you not have actually explained the thing where our patient is a fucking Dungeons & Dragons character, I thought you were joking."

"I...was joking...?" 

"...Okay but why! Why were you joking about that in particular! This patient just did a spell to make me speak her language! She cured her infection with magic and wants to heal people and she has a spell that stabilizes people that she can cast unlimited times and now I have to explain that and people are going to think I’m hallucinating or something - I feel like maybe I am hallucinating - Fraser, what the fuck, can you just come back in and back me up on this?”

“…Um.”

Marian now slightly feels like crying, which is stupid given that the Samora situation is good news.

“Okay, look, if the thing you’re thinking is that it sounds like I’m having a psychotic break then can you come in anyway and - help deal with that -”

Fraser clears his throat into the phone. “I don’t think you’re crazy. I - was ninety-five percent joking but - shit. Seriously?”

“Seriously! I have no explanation for how I can speak her language except actual magic! Uh, she says the healing is obvious and that could prove it to everyone else but everything except the stabilizing-people spell is limited and I don’t want to waste it on us not believing her! …She also has a spell to mend broken things but it takes ten minutes.”

“- Yeah, okay. I’m nearly at the front of the line at McDonalds, though - can I get you a coffee?”

Fraser is so chill! Marian would DIE if she took a phone call while in line at McDonalds and it turned out to be this phone call. She supposes he hasn’t actually said anything that would get him weird looks, let alone make it sound like he’s having delusions of some sort.

“…Uh, yeah, actually, that would be amazing.”

“All righty then. See you in twenty minutes?”

“Yeah. Thank you. - oh, actually, wait. Dr Chadha was the one who plays D&D, right?" 

"...Uh, yeah, but I didn't tell him about my stupid theory? - sorry, one sec," his voice turns muffled. "Two large coffees and two Egg McMuffins, please, oh and can you add a McFlurry? - I guess I asked him if praying at sunrise to get magic powers was a thing in D&D and he said yes." 

See, if Marian had that phone conversation in front of a McDonalds worker she would DIE. 

"That's more context than anyone else is starting with! And, like, maybe he'll be able to think of other ways to check that don't involve wasting healing magic. - anyway, see you in twenty minutes, I guess."