"Yes." Loki straightened, fetching another wad of gauze to put on Soma's side and propping it there with the pillow from his roommate's bed. He assumed they would be miraculously furnished with clean linens come morning as well.

He finally turned his attention to the little device he'd set on the desk. A square of gauze cleaned it off well enough, and he inspected it. It did, indeed, look like the drawing, and not all the malevolent until one thought that it had been inserted into Soma's stomach. He stripped off the gloves and carelessly tossed them on the floor, then placed the little butterfly-like thing in Soma's hand. "Do you wish to keep it? Otherwise, I shall stow it away in my belongings in the hopes that I will be able to examine it more fully on the morrow."

He hesitated, then added, "I can give you another dose of the drug as well, if you wish."