[ When Klaus tells him not to get out of sight, Ben hangs back. He doesn't show it (much), but that comment worries him almost worse than the bruises, or the way Klaus's gait is shuffling and slow, or even the number ranking he'd given. He'd always been the one trailing after Klaus, trying to keep up, wanting to keep an eye on him. And Klaus had always been the one waving him away like he was a mosquito, telling him to shut up, to piss off, to give him some space.
Maybe the change is because he's alive again, but he thinks not. He thinks it may be Klaus who is different. ]
Okay.
[ The bots are a surprise, but a quick nervous glance to Klaus confirms that he isn't freaking out, so probably they've got no relation to the robots of the jungle war he'd just come from. He doesn't seem perturbed by them at all, just cracks a joke about getting high. Ben knows how that kind of joking-but-not-joking comment can go, but Klaus doesn't immediately start searching the cabinets. As soon as he says antibiotics, in fact, one of the bots shifts, making a soft whirr as it powers up. Ben takes a half-step, putting himself between it and Klaus. He isn't sure if his powers work in this place, is rusty and out of practice at using them, but if he has to he will tear this thing down to bolts before he lets it hurt Klaus. ]
Please sit down. You are in need of medical assistance.
[ The bot hovers, not attacking Ben, not pulling out any lasers or pincers or manifesting any glowing red eyes. Cautiously, with a skeptical expression, Ben steps aside, allowing it to approach Klaus. He doesn't make any threats, but every muscle in his body is tense, a bowstring pulled taut. ]
You're a doctor robot or whatever, right? Well... take care of him.
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Maybe the change is because he's alive again, but he thinks not. He thinks it may be Klaus who is different. ]
Okay.
[ The bots are a surprise, but a quick nervous glance to Klaus confirms that he isn't freaking out, so probably they've got no relation to the robots of the jungle war he'd just come from. He doesn't seem perturbed by them at all, just cracks a joke about getting high. Ben knows how that kind of joking-but-not-joking comment can go, but Klaus doesn't immediately start searching the cabinets. As soon as he says antibiotics, in fact, one of the bots shifts, making a soft whirr as it powers up. Ben takes a half-step, putting himself between it and Klaus. He isn't sure if his powers work in this place, is rusty and out of practice at using them, but if he has to he will tear this thing down to bolts before he lets it hurt Klaus. ]
Please sit down. You are in need of medical assistance.
[ The bot hovers, not attacking Ben, not pulling out any lasers or pincers or manifesting any glowing red eyes. Cautiously, with a skeptical expression, Ben steps aside, allowing it to approach Klaus. He doesn't make any threats, but every muscle in his body is tense, a bowstring pulled taut. ]
You're a doctor robot or whatever, right? Well... take care of him.