Uther grimaced as he studied all the lacerations. She must have had a high pain tolerance to make it this far without much complaint, she seemed more annoyed with her sister than anything. He picked up a small bioscanner from the counter, running it over her wounds to check for ruptured arteries and infectious elements.
"You were mauled? How did that happen?"
Some of the lacerations were deep, but luckily all her arteries remained intact, and he found no hint of infection. He would need to reduce the bleeding on wounds though, so he used TK to compress the tissue around her wounds. If that didn't work, then there was some powdered coagulant he could sprinkle over the lacerations.
Everything seemed to be going well until he jumped up from hands grasping his behind, botching his concentration. It was the frisky one. Her touch was inappropriate, but there was something else about that made his skin crawl*. It wasn't unlike the time Whitelight made direct contact with his tattoos, setting them off with a strange influence of her own.
"Ma'am, I'm going to have to either ask you to take your seat, or return to the lobby." He told her as he pulled away from her grasp, practically glaring at her. While he could forgive the harassment, there was something off about her that made him uncomfortable as he focused his attention on her.
*He's reacting negatively to spirit possessing Shiva, since he's also partially possessed, and can detect paranormal activity on a raw, unconscious level.
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