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[cadet_amara]

It's just a tiny little scratch...

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[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

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

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

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.

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

*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.

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

I'm sure it's nothing. Really.

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

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

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

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

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

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.*

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

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

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

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

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

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

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

It's part of my job description.

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

To fuss?

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

To look at every angle.

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

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

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

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

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

*She watched him* So? Is it anything?