...He's overcome by some kind of emotion. He can't think to speak. He rubs a finger against Neil's cheek, then only murmurs quietly. "...Good kid."
He separates slowly, then gives his attention to the eyebot. ED-E gives a hopeful sound, and Alex lays his hand against his friend's chassis. "Good job," is the quiet praise. "Watch for now."
The next is just science. After everything else, the fact of combined chemicals is almost too simple. The substance he put together earlier, from their paste and a hackney biogel and a vegetative aloe is perfectly fine as a solvent and sealant. He lines the bone piece with it liberally, touches dabs to the outside of the hole, and taking a careful bit of time, lines them up so that this time they fit right. The solvent holds long enough for him to cake the stuff on the outside once they're together--it seals in less than ten seconds. A perfectly natural, easily dissoluble, non-obtrusive substance which is not something that will rot and infect.
He had tried not to look in at the brain itself. It's not his specialty, not by any means, and he wanted to get that finished and closed. What he did end up seeing was better and worse than he thought. There was no giant chunk missing--just maybe an indent slightly noticeable. The trade-off was the unhealthy pulsing red, giving rise to Alex's main assumption. If Neil doesn't already have a fever, he'll have one soon enough from all of this--and it wouldn't be good.
"Almost done with this, kid," Alex says, stepping back. "Just need to line up the skin and sew it up. Giving you warning."
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He separates slowly, then gives his attention to the eyebot. ED-E gives a hopeful sound, and Alex lays his hand against his friend's chassis. "Good job," is the quiet praise. "Watch for now."
The next is just science. After everything else, the fact of combined chemicals is almost too simple. The substance he put together earlier, from their paste and a hackney biogel and a vegetative aloe is perfectly fine as a solvent and sealant. He lines the bone piece with it liberally, touches dabs to the outside of the hole, and taking a careful bit of time, lines them up so that this time they fit right. The solvent holds long enough for him to cake the stuff on the outside once they're together--it seals in less than ten seconds. A perfectly natural, easily dissoluble, non-obtrusive substance which is not something that will rot and infect.
He had tried not to look in at the brain itself. It's not his specialty, not by any means, and he wanted to get that finished and closed. What he did end up seeing was better and worse than he thought. There was no giant chunk missing--just maybe an indent slightly noticeable. The trade-off was the unhealthy pulsing red, giving rise to Alex's main assumption. If Neil doesn't already have a fever, he'll have one soon enough from all of this--and it wouldn't be good.
"Almost done with this, kid," Alex says, stepping back. "Just need to line up the skin and sew it up. Giving you warning."
It's going to hurt.