[Logically, whatever she's doing shouldn't be possible. Three pulses of what, exactly? What tech can send that wave of energy through him, that strange surge of calm, and fix the fact that he's lost so much blood that the world becomes unfocused, that his vision flickers at the edges?
It was doing that, at least. He's centered, now. More focused, his biocomponents beginning to work as they should. Even the warnings have subsided, leaving his vision normal, and not flashing with alarm.
She'll have to get under his button-down shit to see the wound, but once she has, Connor doesn't seem to argue the point. Not right now.
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It was doing that, at least. He's centered, now. More focused, his biocomponents beginning to work as they should. Even the warnings have subsided, leaving his vision normal, and not flashing with alarm.
She'll have to get under his button-down shit to see the wound, but once she has, Connor doesn't seem to argue the point. Not right now.
He nods, jaw clenched.]
Whatever you can do to help.