[His mother kept a smaller lab at home. She was a doctor, she had an actual office and there she kept most of her work equipment. Home was for matters that required advanced medical technology, along with her housecalls bag. It's a big, brown satchel, carefully organized and with a ew more advanced pieces of equipment than a dcotor might ordinarily have.

Alucard walks with the same sense of calm purpose his mother did when she had that bag. It meant emergency. It meant the utmost professionalism. It meant not reacting with any more than a grunt at walking into the room and seeing Trevor out of bed, leaning against the drafting table. Alucard only heads over so he can take Trevor's hand and start to guide him back to bed.]

Trevor, I want to ask your permission to invoke following orders right now. I don't know if any of that will override pain sensors, but it's vital I take a look and try to assess damage right now.