[ this works in their favor. enough strength to push the other onto their back, medicine pocket straddles them with ease by bracketing their legs on both sides of their test subject's hips. looking down at them, medicine pocket sizes them up from their face to the attire to their chest, it seems pretty formal somewhere... but not what they care about. ]
Hm... Where do I want to start...
[ they mumble to themselves as they've given up on the boy's arm, now they look at his neck with interest that's covered by the attire. the scalpel goes back into their pocket, and instead they retrieve an empty syringe which should make their intentions more obvious.
a healthy amount of blood should be enough to examine as it's not every day medicine pocket wants to deal with a human. ]
Turn your head to the left.
[ they'll even help by using their free hand to rest two fingers underneath his chin, and casually guide his head if the other is willing to turn it. ]
no subject
Hm... Where do I want to start...
[ they mumble to themselves as they've given up on the boy's arm, now they look at his neck with interest that's covered by the attire. the scalpel goes back into their pocket, and instead they retrieve an empty syringe which should make their intentions more obvious.
a healthy amount of blood should be enough to examine as it's not every day medicine pocket wants to deal with a human. ]
Turn your head to the left.
[ they'll even help by using their free hand to rest two fingers underneath his chin, and casually guide his head if the other is willing to turn it. ]