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[greyaria]

[Emily isn't wearing the ugly blue jumpsuit. She is instead wearing ugly blue scrubs, and judging by the background, she's in the Infirmary. And she's smiling. Emily is always. Smiling.]

Is there anyone out there with an injury or chronic medical condition that was untreatable in your home universe? I have robotics lab and medical access now. Come on by and we'll see about sorting that out! Or just come by for a checkup! I don't discriminate!

[She should probably set expectations properly, huh? Her good cheer goes from disconcerting to almost normal as she adds her caveat.]

The equipment is, hmm, vintage and I don't promise I can fix everything, especially if your biochemistry is out there compared to humans, but it seems like I'm from the future [she makes wiggly finger gestures, which are apparently supposed to signal...something] relative to quite a few of you, so that's an extra few centuries of medical knowledge. Might as well put it to good use!

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[greyaria]

[She's smiling. It's both, Aleifr!]

Yep! Tiny little building blocks! They're not blue in your mouth, though. I used a dye to make them show up better. You wouldn't want to put them back in your mouth at this point. Methylene blue is super toxic!

[aleifr]

[He'll probably figure that out sooner or later. For now, he's going to turn back and peer through the lens of the microscope again - staring at the little, blue blobs as though somehow another look will suddenly make this make sense to him.]

What the fuck ...?