The attendant hesitated.
For a brief moment, it seemed as though she wanted to say something else.
Her gaze lingered on Ezra, curiosity flickering lind her slit pupils.
"There are... a few things regarding your recovery that I wished to discuss"
She glanced toward one of the nearby medical terminals before returning her attention to him.
"Your body responded to the healing serum in a manner unlike anything I have previously observed. If circumstances permit, I would appreciate asking you several questions regarding—"
"Medic"
The single word cut cleanly through the room.
Both turned.
The armored draconoid had not raised his voice, yet the quiet authority behind it was impossible to ignore.
"The assignment entrusted to you has already concluded"
The attendant straightened instinctively.
"...Yes"
"There is no further need for your involvement in this matter"
His tone remained respectful, but final.
