I gave Maravek a silent nod of approval.
"May I?" Maravek asked softly, giving her a small, tentative smile.
The nurses began setting up their instruments. I watched as Maravek approached her carefully, like one might approach a wounded, cornered creature. He took her vital signs first, using her wrist. Even from where I sat, my enhanced hearing picked up the rapid, thready beat of her heartbeat.
Maravek hummed under his breath, and scribbled something onto his notes. He moved onto anthropometric measurements next.
They carefully helped her off the bed and onto a weighing scale. Then came her height measurement, followed by another scribbled observation.
The nurses helped her back onto the bed, handling her like fragile glass. Maravek managed, after a bit of coaxing, to get her to ope
