Damian was too his feet without thinking as he moved to help get the weight of the large man more onto his shoulders than on Asche. He didn't have gloves on and neither did she. By the time they'd realize they were infected now too. It took the effort from both of them to get him onto the secondary bed while Damian quickly moved to get him the same treatment he was giving Charlotte.
"He does," Damian nodded. "We should probably set everyone to disinfecting," Damian advised. "The antibiotics will fix them but that doesn't mean that the bacteria isn't somewhere here on the ship."