Dr. Irina managed to save the Poseidonite by forcing him to breathe through his gills. Her aides dumped him into a tub of water and his gills activated. Then it was just a matter of using a pair of tongs to extract the offending piece of bone.
Mission accomplished. The Poseidonite was saved.
Now it was my turn to make a move. As the Qastas had advised me:
Tempus fugit. Carpe diem.
Time is fleeting so seize the day.
Act now before it is too late.
When the matter of the Poseidonite was saved and I saw him and his Qastas friend out, I turned back into the sickbay and made my move.
I asked her out.