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From a plant you couldn't identify on a planet that's never before now been explored.

I wouldn't have even noticed it if it hadn't turned green...

Is that supposed to make me feel less concerned? Come over here and let me have a look.

*She came over and showed him the not so tiny scratch on her arm that was turning green* I'll have you know the plant bit me. Nothing I could do. How was I supposed to know plants bite?

*He inspected the scratch, making note of the discoloration.* Are you sure it was a plant?

It had flowers and leaves and was rooted to the ground so... pretty sure yes. I don't know for certain, I'm not an botanist.

*He breaks out his medical scanner, fearing infection.* I think getting a sample of that plant would be a good idea. I'll set someone to it right away.

I'm sure it's nothing. Really.

A 'scratch' that turns green is not 'nothing', my dear.

Well... maybe my father was really part Vulcan or something. *She joked, giving him an amused look*

If your father was really part Vulcan, I would have known about it long before now. *He holds up the scanner for emphasis, not in the least bit amused.*

*She sighed a little and nodded* Right... sorry.

*His disapproving expression softens.* When it comes to your health, I'm afraid I don't have much of a sense of humor.

I'm fine... really. Honestly, I think you worry more than anyone I've ever known.

It's part of my job description.

To fuss?

To look at every angle.

Alright... fine. I'll shut up and submit to your care. Though I really think it's nothing.

I hope it's nothing too. *He muttered more to himself than to her. He turned, searching wordlessly for a hypospray.*

*She watched him* So? Is it anything?

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