Wash headed up from the infirmary through the rest of the ship, looking for Zoe. He was just finished talking to Simon and had obtained some chalky-tasting medicine for the upset stomach he'd gotten from indulging on a little too much of Ma Cobb's cooking. Simon had been quick with a remedy for the stomach ache though and had supplied Wash with some extra medication in case Zoe had symptoms but was too proud to come down to the infirmary herself to get checked out. "Oh lambie toes, where are you?" he called as he peeked into the galley, looking for her. If she wasn't there he'd check their bunk before starting to panic about her possibly being curled up somewhere, in pain.