"Hold still." She says it flatly, and it is the only warning before she finds a vein and takes some of his blood, hoping that this equipment follows the barest logical thread of what she's used to, and that the machine she is now feeding drops from the syringe into will be able to tell her if something dangerous is in him, and how to counteract it.

Right. This is going to be fine. Totally and completely fine. "Try to not move too much. Or elevate your heart-rate. Which I know is very difficult when you're nervous. Not that you need to be nervous." She bites her lip, then takes his hand and gives it a little squeeze. "This place seems really advanced, even if it's in bad shape. They must be prepared for things like this. We just need the system in here to tell us what to do, and then I can do it. I promise."