So she had done it. And if she had done it, then Doug had--
The voice didn't have quite the reassuring effect that was intended. Words felt more like chains, Madhukar wasn't liking them at all. In sudden outbursts of revelation, Madhukar was now very, very excruciatingly aware of the fact that she had to go.
"Th-Thank," she said, feeling antsier and antsier until she couldn't just stand and wait around here for something to happen anymore. She had to go. And so, off Madhukar went, with or without 'shrooms of gratitude, with or without possible Infection, with or without a goodbye. She scrambled away and then began to run, leaving not even a morsel of a thought for the balydonite now left on its own atop the floor of Polaris. She'd get back to it. Eventually.
Right now, she needed to find Pegasus. She needed to find Doug.