Soma's frown deepened a little. Lingormr's hesitance was understandable, especially given his own description of what life for him was like back in his homeworld. Still, she couldn't help but feel a little frustrated on his friend's behalf. It wasn't like a lot of people trusted him to begin with. "And just about everyone knows you can do it now at full strength, given what happened last night. Do you think Landel might have done it on purpose?"

She had to agree with Lingormr about the usefulness of letting him have his illusions back, though. At best they might distract a monster for a few seconds, if anything. "How big can you make the illusions? It might come in handy during a fight, at least."

But any further discussion of that should probably wait until they had this over with. Soma sat down at the edge of the bed, taking a deep breath. Pulling off her shirt, she extended her arm and waited. IVs were straightforward and familiar enough, at least, and she was fairly sure she could assist Lingormr with what she remembered--at least until the actual surgery part began.