010 ⌥ VOICE [backdated to wednesday, i'm so sorry]

[femshep]

[This is posted from Kaidan's communicator, not that she makes it obvious. Hers is still somewhere in the dome. She has yet to requisition a new one.]

I'm alive.

[And she has answers. But she's not sure how much to say on the network. How much the Authorities don't already know she knows. So she'll tell them how to find her, and hope they think to ask their questions in person instead.]

Hospital, south wing, and if Alenko's got any say in it, I'll be here for a while longer.

Telepaths, psychics, or whatever the hell you want to call the people that crawl into your head... You're going to want to see this. [Yes, that is a free pass into her skull. No, don't get used to it.]

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[femshep]

[Yeah, okay, she's getting a little tired of the not-so-subtle scrutiny, so she's rubbing at the back of her neck above the collar a little.] C'mere. Poke at it like everyone else. Get it out of your system. [She sounds a bit aggravated, but it's not so bad. If it were, she'd tell him to piss off, not offer to let him see it.

Whether or not he takes up the offer, her tone's significantly more pleased when she says:] Glad to have it off of him. Even the low-tech ones make me nervous.

[professorwolf]

[The werewolf looks decidedly embarrassed, at that. He should never have peeked, really, but it's hard not to, when everything is so unusual and confounding.]

Pardon me. I do not mean to be rude. I doubt I will find anything that anyone else has not, already, though I must admit to the curiosity.

[He waffles for a moment more before pulling his glassicals from a pocket and perching them back on his nose. At least he doesn't have to get too close that way, right?]

[femshep]

[At this point, she'd rather he invade her space and get the investigation out of his system, but she won't comment on that. She just lets him observe from afar offering after a minute a casual:] If you do find something, let me know.

[professorwolf]

I can't imagine I will find anything that anyone else has not... I'm sure Doctor T'soni and the Major have both had a look?

[He does stand up for a decent angle, but he refuses to loom. As if a small man like himself was even capable of looming. Still, with a dial or two turned and the magnification up to its strongest point, he has to frown at the direct grafting. That just looks... messy.]

I suppose no one has yet tried the same removal process... it looks as if it would have to be more complicated than that.