[ I mean, he did get shot. I can't say for sure how I would react to getting shot, but being a total brat is a strong possibility. Qubit gestures vaguely at the table or bed or whatever sittable surface is nearby. ]
Just hop up there and keep your arm raised.
[ He real quick stops at one of the many arcane medical devices around the room, sticks his hands inside like one of those air-blade hand dryers, and when he pulls them out, they're blue. Voila, spray-on gloves! Truly, we are living in the future. ]
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Just hop up there and keep your arm raised.
[ He real quick stops at one of the many arcane medical devices around the room, sticks his hands inside like one of those air-blade hand dryers, and when he pulls them out, they're blue. Voila, spray-on gloves! Truly, we are living in the future. ]