Ghem-Yulang is a bit too clinical and straight-faced to roll his eyes right now, but he looks like he wants to. Instead, continuing to ignore Byerly entirely, he says primly to one of his officers, "Let's begin, then. Lieutenant -- allergy check?"
The ghem-lieutenant pricks the inside of Byerly's arm with just a drop of fast-penta. After a minute he reports, "No allergy, sir."
"Excellent. Dose him, please."
There's only a soft hiss as the hypospray is pressed to the inside of Byerly's arm and engages, injecting a dose of fast-penta into his bloodstream. Ghem-Yulang watches him with tented fingers.
"The drug takes about a minute to take full effect. Generally, we ask a series of control questions in the interim to achieve a baseline." Finally, he actually addresses Byerly. "What is your full name, please?"
no subject
The ghem-lieutenant pricks the inside of Byerly's arm with just a drop of fast-penta. After a minute he reports, "No allergy, sir."
"Excellent. Dose him, please."
There's only a soft hiss as the hypospray is pressed to the inside of Byerly's arm and engages, injecting a dose of fast-penta into his bloodstream. Ghem-Yulang watches him with tented fingers.
"The drug takes about a minute to take full effect. Generally, we ask a series of control questions in the interim to achieve a baseline." Finally, he actually addresses Byerly. "What is your full name, please?"