[The boulder (and outfit) still sits in the corner...
The pathways of veins through the body on the table seems to form myriads of tubelike spiderwebs, held in place by microscopic strands of some unknown substance. As it finishes the capillaries, you can see the very dimensions of the body, down to the fingers.
The Surgeon's voice, curt, almost bored, intones. "Procedure 1, Phase 2."
At that the insectoid assistant withdraws its limbs for just a moment, while the clockwork man, changes the tubing.
When it resumes, a thick red tissue is being woven around and into the patterns of blood vessels.]