Not ever having been on the other side of this equation, the doctor really didn't know what it was like to have one of your eyes pulled out of the socket. He could have asked, could have tried to force Mikado into talking about it so that he didn't try to hide away from the situation in his own mind, but one thing was for certain now: the boy couldn't close both his eyes and just pretend it wasn't happening.

The only reason the doctor didn't ask was because he needed to concentrate. In some ways, they were under observation just as much as the patients. If he made a mistake, he'd surely pay for it.

So, while he kept the eye removed, the doctor grabbed for the microscopic chip with his other hand, holding it between thumb and forefinger. He slowly eased it toward the socket, ignoring the blood and fluid in the way as he set it in place.