Well. There goes the last of my sticker roll, and the DumDum drawer is running low again.
[Here's a brisk yet cheerful-toned Daedalus, who by the sound of things has been called in to swap shifts and work a little earlier than his usual to help with
the overflow of little monsters in the waiting room. Yep, there's some background wailing. But he's currently alone in a small examining room now, with an empty cardboard ring he's twirling absently on a gloved finger ]
Can I persuade anyone out and about near Skye clinic to run by some refills for us? Just lollipops. Stickers. Small entitlements, but from the tears shed around here, a sudden lack of either could be considered a small crisis situation. [A flash of an ironic smirk, punctuated by a passing cry of 'No! Mommy! No needles, no!' ] Just bring them up to the front desk and ask them to page Doctor Yumeno. My personal thanks in advance.
[And then the smile fades into something a little more serious, distant, as he prepares another tray of syringes.]
....you know, it troubles me that no one really considers the invisible dangers we might introduce, or the immunities we may not carry. Even if some people do have supernaturally strong resistance, that's...far flung from the case for everyone. Immigrants back home where required to pass a full medical screening for outside contaminants and hazardous microorganisms, before even being granted admission to the dome.
It worries me, the potential for introducing foreign pathogens.
[He looks briefly back to the NV meaningfully, before reaching to cut the recording. Public Service Health Announcement Time.]
Fellow newcomers, those of you qualified, please take advantage of free vaccinations while you can.