((Neuroscience Labs, Level 23, Amity Outpost))
Aitas couldn’t say she was excited for this evaluation. Relieved, perhaps, since Taelon’s expertise was a rare thing, and far outside the realm of what could be expected of the station’s medical personnel, well-trained though they might be.
But someone poking about in her brain and possibly worrying that she’d overextended herself wasn’t her idea of a good time. And when Taelon had installed the link, he’d wanted to see a full range of emotions from her for reference.
Hardly a part she was keen to repeat.
Aitas: Thank you both for coming. I hope this won’t take too much of your time.
In other words, that there wouldn’t be any notable problems that needed to be dealt with.
Taelon/Wong: Response
Aitas: Where would you like me to start?
She wasn’t overly familiar with the equipment about, though a few pieces looked to be about the right shape to stand under.
Taelon/Wong: Response
Aitas nodded, and directed Fureri to wait next to Taelon while she moved into position.
Aitas: You should have the scans Doctor Orrey took as well. They’re right from after Ravarj’s attack, when there was concern I had over-extended myself.
Taelon/Wong: Response
Tag/TBC
First Secretary Aitas
Federation Diplomatic Corps