Nicky still couldn't understand how she knew what the virus looked like. Looking at the model as Verity touched it, he tried to imagine a bunch of little hexagonal... things floating around in his body. He had never imagined a virus to have an actual shape, always just an.. unseen force floating through the body, creating havoc as it spread. That made more sense to him then this diagram.
At her comand, Nicky moved over to the bed and laid himself out, feeling a little awkward with her above him like that. He relaxed into the bed though, it was his own and it knew all the contours of his body and just where he was most comfortable. "Better?"