“It’s defiantly all sorts of important. It’d actually be a who, I want ya to be pokin’ around. A one mister Talos Markhan. He’s not your average sort of male patient. He’s goin’ to be hired on, as security personal. But I also swore that’d I’d help him figure out some stuff, help. We all in this room know how the Alliance likes ta meddle, well they’ve meddled with Talos. I want you to do a full diagnose of him. Blood work, physical, x-rays. Oddball’s uncle here told me that’d Talos went into a seizure a few nights back, was some other weird sort of … well he said that his wife told him Talos had a gun wound, and that it started healing on it’s own, then reopened, and bleed, then healed again several times that happened. Now normally I would think maybe it was some miss interpretation. But in this case I’m going to go with the fact something real fucked up has been done to him, and we’re going to figure it out and help. Was given some information that he was taken and subjected to an Alliance project, imagine some work was done on his head. Like, brain washing sort of stuff. And also I want you looking for a small electronic chip; I think it’s in his chest. Saw the thing glowing actually, so it’s basically got to be there I’m thinking. Ya might want to see if that bullet is still in him. Don’t know if it was laser, might have been and in that case wouldn’t be a bullet.” She told her finishing, and then took a deep breath. She’d raddled off so much that she almost had forgotten to breath.
“Do you think you can handle all that?” Emerald had all the confidence in the world in Dori; although she’d purposely left out the bit about the Reavers. She didn’t think Dori, in fact she knew for a certain fact Dori wouldn’t react well to that. She had plenty of reason not to. “You could always ask Simon ta help ya if you want. He’ll be here at least till morning still.” She added with a small inquisitive look in her eyes.