Ask I'll be Back.

The pain in his arm did in fact slowly start to subside. Soon enough it was something more a kin to his entire arm feeling line pins and needles. He continued to flex his the muscles and move his fingers around. Realizing that the more he did so the more the pain went down. As the signals from his brain learned to use the new limb.

When she asked about the eye, his gaze went back to her face, and he gave a faint smile as she did. "It's almost like the real thing. Has a little pain like I have a dry eye....but I guess I really do ? Has a couple of interesting tricks, as you seem to be aware of."

@Killa Ree

The pain from adjusting. In a way, it was almost poetic. Adjusting, relearning, retraining the brain. It was almost a miracle, but it was from her own two hands. What she could do for the galaxy, in her own small ways. At the mention of dry eye she nodded once, humming, beginning to examine that next.

"It will feel dry for a few days. But if you feel pain or warmth, tell me right away." She frowned, leaning over him, head cocked slightly. The silence stretched out, becoming awkward. What did one say to a patient who had a picture of her sleeping?

@Taz

Covax gave a nod. Or he would have if she wasn't suddenly on him once again. Looking at his new eye. He tried not to look right at her, and instead looked around. Up, down, left, right. But she never moved. Just looked at him, or rather the eye. The first few moments it was fine. But after a moment the silence was just odd.

"Look at the thing all you want Doc, but I'm pretty sure it's trapped in my head." he said. Assuming she was looking for some manner to get the image from out of the eye. In truth he had no real idea how it worked, hell he wasn't even sure how he did it in the first place. "If you're worried about me sharing it, don't. There's no one to share it with. Besides, I don't know how to get the image anyway."

Truthfully he didn't know. Surely the therapy droid or assistant would guide him over the next several days on how to use his eye and get better used to his arm. But for the moment they were foreign to him. It would take time, and likely she had other patients to see before her shift was over.

She was worried about the dryness, but when he mentioned sharing images, she chuckled. "No? Are you sure? I'm sure some journalists would pay top credit for it." Amber eyes glinted as she leaned back on her heels, then sighed. "I can't keep you here, but... take care of yourself, Shane. And comm me if you have any issues or need repairs."

She slid a business holocard on his bedside tray, and gave a brief smile.

"Take care of yourself."

With that, she turned and left the room, her heels clicking down the hallway to the rest of her patients. He was free to leave, hopefully this time not on a floating platform.

//End Thread