Re: [Dream Training]
"Thank you, Arthur." If Hannah thought anything about the relationship between Arthur and Eames, it didn't show. She was, for all the world, a blank little doll with a cocked head and cornflower eyes blinking with a dullness that seemed somehow fitting to the vagueness of her expression. She assumed, based on assumptions made, that Arthur would recognize the outfit, but owned things weren't paid wages. Everything she had came from her side-job, and she carried none of the scent of that on her skin. The outfit, for what it was worth, was pressed and immaculate.
Eames' commentary about chemists didn't make a lot of sense to Hannah, but she didn't indicate as much. She listened, soaked it in, saved it for later when she might have more context to make sense of it. That was how she always did it, and the curious little doll straightened her head and looked to Arthur, since Eames seemed to be handing things off to him, at least in a verbal sense. Hannah didn't actually understand why going in anyone's head was a requirement, but she also kept that to herself. She'd already figured that was the difference in the CARNEM prototype and this. That didn't require anyone's head, not really, but this did.
Arthur, in turn, volleyed the verbal ball back to Eames, and Hannah began to get a sense of their relationship, or, at least what it was upon the surface. She waited a breath, a beat, a moment, and then she extended her arm. "I think this is how it begins?" she asked, though she knew it must be, given the IV poles and needles and some chemical that needed to be administered. "Am I right in assuming Eames dreams, and we go in? Or do you remain here?" she asked, turning her head to look at Arthur. That same vacant looked remained in her eyes, as if she wasn't understanding anything at all and not even in the slightest.
As for Hannah's physiology, it was precisely the same as theirs, unless they took her blood to a lab and found it to be synthetic. But a vein would be found in precisely the same way, and whatever they administered would work as it should. The actual mechanics once the chemical hit the brain would be different, input and detection of expected effect, and then the expected effect would be produced. It was the same exact way that she became drunk or high, but it wasn't something anyone would notice. The teeny, tiniest of delays, imperceptible by humans, but that was all.