Examination

[palmerthing]

 *Palmer finally feels up to letting someone take a look at him. He'd really like to know how dangerous he is, how his body works, even things like whether he really needs to breathe or if it's just habit. He's started to suspect that it's just habit. Same with his heartbeat; since his cells don't seem to be specialized anymore, he could make them move where needed without a heart to pump blood around.

*He still doesn't entirely trust Doc, but then he doesn't entirely trust anyone. Doc is about the best he can do--and already knows something of what they're dealing with. The fact that he saw it in a movie instead of real life is a bit of a downside, but everyone who saw it in real life is dead, infected or a psychological wreck, so it can't really be helped.*

Hey, man. You got everything together? I'm ready to get this over with. *Mostly because he wants to know already. He also feels a bit awkward, especially since Doc isn't really a medical doctor--but going to the clinic would be putting more people at risk, as well as putting himself in the hands of complete strangers, and he can't make himself do it. At least he won't have to do anything hard--well, not hard by his standards. Removing his shirt isn't much different from removing his skin, so his definition of hard may be a little off.*