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when she was about to do something that made her
anxious. She laughed nervously but Faer patiently waited until she could
comfortably look them in the eye. “I have complete confidence in your
abilities.” They set down the blood draw equipment on the tray beside them and
took her hands in theirs. “My people may have chosen you because of your
accomplishments in your field, but I know that their decision was correct
because I know you. I have seen you, and I know that you can do
this.” The reassuring squeeze of her hand in addition to their reassurances
bolstered her enough to steady her nerves.
“Thank you.” She resumed her previous task of
prepping their arm for blood draw, wrapping a tourniquet around their arm just
tightly enough that their veins were more pronounced through their opalescent
skin. With a hand steadied by their encouraging words, she lined up the needle
with a vein that prominently shone through their skin, and drove the needle
into it. She knew, because of the telepathic transfer, that the Hakimme had
different colored blood than her, but it was still jarring to her all the same
when the deep purple liquid slid through the IV tube and into the first of four
testing vials that she needed to fill.
“You did well,” Faer noted when she capped off
the last of the vials. “But I knew that you would.”
“Here, hold this for me, would you?” She handed
them a little puffy ball akin to a cotton ball, and they pressed it against
where the needle was still in their arm. She eased the needle out, immediately
going for a bandage for their arm that would allow it to heal faster. “You
know, this isn't so different from drawing blood from a patient back home,” she
said conversationally as she deftly wrapped the bandage around their thin,
lanky arm. “I guess I worried for nothing.” Securing the bandage, she simply
held their arm for a few moments, lightly stroking their cool skin.
“You are worried.” She looked up at them, into
their eyes that had taken on a turquoise hue.
“If I didn't already know that you were a
telepath, I could swear that you just read my mind.” She chuckled humorlessly.
Faer blinked at her owlishly.
“I did not have to read your mind to know that
something troubles you.” They lightly touched her elbow. “What is the matter?”
“I...” She bit her lip. It was a foolish thing
to ask now, so long after she had gained the knowledge of it, but now that it
was out there that she knew , she needed to ask, “how is your pain level?
Is there anything that I can do to lessen it? What about-” Faer rested a finger
against her lips, a small, sad smile tugging at the corners of their lips.
“Your concern warms my heart, Anne Claire.” She
pressed a kiss to the finger against her lips, and they let it fall. “But my
pain is minor compared to others whose symptoms have advanced past mine. There
is an herbal supplement from my home world that I have been brewing into a tea
that helps soothe the pain. I can function just fine.” They laughed in such a
light way about their suffering that Anne Claire wondered if they were being
completely honest with their pain levels but opted not to press the matter
further; if Faer really wanted to talk about it, they would open up to her in
time. Or she could just cure the damn thing so they never felt pain again. That
worked, too.
“Alright, then,” she said with a nod as she
stood. “Get these in to the generative apparatus and get us some organs to test
with, yeah? I'll ready the scanners.” Faer nodded, and she turned to take care
of her own task. There was a kind of mundane comfort that came with preparing
lab equipment for a test. She even found herself humming softly as she set
anxious. She laughed nervously but Faer patiently waited until she could
comfortably look them in the eye. “I have complete confidence in your
abilities.” They set down the blood draw equipment on the tray beside them and
took her hands in theirs. “My people may have chosen you because of your
accomplishments in your field, but I know that their decision was correct
because I know you. I have seen you, and I know that you can do
this.” The reassuring squeeze of her hand in addition to their reassurances
bolstered her enough to steady her nerves.
“Thank you.” She resumed her previous task of
prepping their arm for blood draw, wrapping a tourniquet around their arm just
tightly enough that their veins were more pronounced through their opalescent
skin. With a hand steadied by their encouraging words, she lined up the needle
with a vein that prominently shone through their skin, and drove the needle
into it. She knew, because of the telepathic transfer, that the Hakimme had
different colored blood than her, but it was still jarring to her all the same
when the deep purple liquid slid through the IV tube and into the first of four
testing vials that she needed to fill.
“You did well,” Faer noted when she capped off
the last of the vials. “But I knew that you would.”
“Here, hold this for me, would you?” She handed
them a little puffy ball akin to a cotton ball, and they pressed it against
where the needle was still in their arm. She eased the needle out, immediately
going for a bandage for their arm that would allow it to heal faster. “You
know, this isn't so different from drawing blood from a patient back home,” she
said conversationally as she deftly wrapped the bandage around their thin,
lanky arm. “I guess I worried for nothing.” Securing the bandage, she simply
held their arm for a few moments, lightly stroking their cool skin.
“You are worried.” She looked up at them, into
their eyes that had taken on a turquoise hue.
“If I didn't already know that you were a
telepath, I could swear that you just read my mind.” She chuckled humorlessly.
Faer blinked at her owlishly.
“I did not have to read your mind to know that
something troubles you.” They lightly touched her elbow. “What is the matter?”
“I...” She bit her lip. It was a foolish thing
to ask now, so long after she had gained the knowledge of it, but now that it
was out there that she knew , she needed to ask, “how is your pain level?
Is there anything that I can do to lessen it? What about-” Faer rested a finger
against her lips, a small, sad smile tugging at the corners of their lips.
“Your concern warms my heart, Anne Claire.” She
pressed a kiss to the finger against her lips, and they let it fall. “But my
pain is minor compared to others whose symptoms have advanced past mine. There
is an herbal supplement from my home world that I have been brewing into a tea
that helps soothe the pain. I can function just fine.” They laughed in such a
light way about their suffering that Anne Claire wondered if they were being
completely honest with their pain levels but opted not to press the matter
further; if Faer really wanted to talk about it, they would open up to her in
time. Or she could just cure the damn thing so they never felt pain again. That
worked, too.
“Alright, then,” she said with a nod as she
stood. “Get these in to the generative apparatus and get us some organs to test
with, yeah? I'll ready the scanners.” Faer nodded, and she turned to take care
of her own task. There was a kind of mundane comfort that came with preparing
lab equipment for a test. She even found herself humming softly as she set
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