Qubit returns the nod and pulls the suit's hood over his hair (it doesn't look great). Yeah, maybe they should get back to the crisis at hand for now. He notes the wristbands, but doesn't question them.

"Let's split up." He points to Peter- "You head down to the medbay for supplies. Containers, bleach, PPE, whatever you can find. And start getting in touch with your people, we're going to need all hands on deck. I'll head into the affected zones, make sure no one's trapped inside. Does anyone else use that lab space?" He's already starting toward the door before he's finished talking.