[ And he answers it back mildly, distractedly, as he types through a few commands. It's been a while since he's had to use this thing, but he sort of remembers how to do the basics – standard vitals checks, bone structure scans, shit like that. He can skip the medical imaging, at least, considering Gamora's accelerated healing. He muddles his way through it, because he knows the chance of finding a manual on this ship is slim to none, and after a few minutes, he gets the basic scan working.
It all comes up normal, and he frowns.
— Wait, no, not normal. A tiny blip, indicating a raised temperature.
Peter runs his tongue along the back of his teeth, peering around the screen. That would definitely explain the unsteadiness he saw earlier, and the flush, and the glassiness in her eyes. ]
You're running a fever. [ A statement, not a question, and for once, Peter would like to revel in being right. ]
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[ And he answers it back mildly, distractedly, as he types through a few commands. It's been a while since he's had to use this thing, but he sort of remembers how to do the basics – standard vitals checks, bone structure scans, shit like that. He can skip the medical imaging, at least, considering Gamora's accelerated healing. He muddles his way through it, because he knows the chance of finding a manual on this ship is slim to none, and after a few minutes, he gets the basic scan working.
It all comes up normal, and he frowns.
— Wait, no, not normal. A tiny blip, indicating a raised temperature.
Peter runs his tongue along the back of his teeth, peering around the screen. That would definitely explain the unsteadiness he saw earlier, and the flush, and the glassiness in her eyes. ]
You're running a fever. [ A statement, not a question, and for once, Peter would like to revel in being right. ]