Leto had taken a seat next to Hector to get the IV started. That, at least, was completely routine to her, and something she could do without a lot of thought and concentration. Somehow, it was very steadying - comforting, really. One step at a time. The downside was that it was impossible to ignore now that they were really freaking doing this.
She looked up at the entrance of a man in scrubs, and offered a small smile. "You must be Jack." Please, let it be Jack. "I'm Leto... this is Alex, Micah, and Hector. We're almost ready to get started."