"Oh, come, come now, don't be shy!" the doctor encouraged as she turned on the machine beside him and adjusted a few settings. A few rough words from the patients were par for the course, after all they never understood how well they benefited from these experiments. All of their work and research was to improve them as people, or animal in some cases, and they got very little in the way of gratitude. It was a damn shame.

"Everyone likes to know how well their experiments are progressing. I'm sure even your father would be proud to know he is still lending his son a hand in death, quite literally." Her cherry red lips pinched into a self-satisfied smile as she tried to keep another titter from escaping. She was on a roll tonight with these puns! "But if you truly have nothing to offer, we may as well 'get it over and done with' as you like."

Putting on a pair of sterile latex gloves, she opened up a tube of blue gel and placed a dollop on a flat metallic disk. It was connected to the machine beside them both through several colored wires. "Since you wish to remain so tight-lipped about the condition of your new arm--" The doctor continued, wiping down Kurogane's arm with a disinfectant as she prepared him for a quick test. "I will have to run my own test to see how receptive all those intricate little nerves are for myself..." Eventually, the disk was stuck to the top of his shoulder. There were several more stimulus disks she had to prep and stick to the man's arm before any real work could begin.