:Uh, does it - say anything about how toxic to the patient those are, I don't know if your medicine is better but in our world the herbs that kill worms and stuff also make people pretty sick -:

:I think I'm not totally following the difference between the three things, here, but if you can tell it to give him ones that are safe and non-toxic just in case, that should at least get the other random infections - that stupid one is trying to grow in his lungs again...: 

:Anemic is...not enough blood? Makes sense: 

:Anticonvulsant -: It takes a moment for the Healer to parse this via reading Naomi's thoughts for context. :Sure. He had a pretty nasty seizure a while ago and then lately it seems like just using his Gifts triggers a little one, it's...pretty worrying...: 

It's a lot of enthusiastic-and-or-worried mental voices at once, often slightly talking over each other. 

Naomi feels kind of like she's going crazy but she's felt that way since they first boarded her ship by materializing in its cargo bay, so. "Antivirals address viruses, which aren't alive, antibacterials address bacteria, which are, antiparasitics address, yeah, worms, we can probably cancel those, I don't think people get opportunistic worm infections on spaceships, it's probably trying that in case it kills the bioweapon - which you can check in a petri dish before you try it on your patient - Anemic is not enough iron but not enough blood can cause it."

The other screen proposes they give Julie a kidney transplant. "I....assume none of you are surgeons?"

:...I am trying to follow the meaning of that word and - failing - do medics in your world have the ability to REPLACE ORGANS with DIFFERENT ORGANS -: 

:I thought I told you that! The person with the replacement eye -: 

:It wasn't a real eye though, it was a spy eye, I don't know if they have real replacement eyes–: 

The Healer cuts herself off. Stars over. :Uh, sorry. Focus, people. I - think none of us are surgeons. If it can tell us what's wrong with her kidneys on a really close-up anatomical level, or some sort of physiological information, that...might help us figure out how to fix it with Healing. I assume your world understands human bodies pretty well, if your tech can do this...?: 

Leareth's vital signs are improving in response to the drugs being given, and he feels correspondingly slightly more able to think, but mostly this is making him aware of how incredibly awful he feels. 

:?: he asks the Proto, framing it as a sort of broad-status-update-on-what's-happening-from-its-perspective query. 

There seems to be....a lot less mind in the protomolecule.

"Let me tell the autodoc to explain the kidney situation in more detail - I'm going to auth it to make her a kidney for the transplant, though, because it'll take two hours and she might be worse by then -" She presses buttons. "It says, uh, ischemic tissue damage, rhabdomyolysis, transplant indicated....hmmm...I can get it to show characteristic ischemic tissue damage and characteristic rhabdomyolysis damage, is that the kind of thing you could use to figure out what it means..."

:Yes! Please! ...You can just - make a new kidney? If it has - treatises or something, on how to be a surgeon, we might be able to figure out how to do that...?: 

Leareth is ALARMED (mostly this shows on the medbay monitoring via his heart rate and breathing speeding up despite the drugs.)

There's less mind. That means...less Proto...either it destroyed much of itself in transit or - 

:- Did you leave most of yourself behind on the Moon: 

Affirmative!

"Sure, I guess someone can do a two-hour VR crash course in transplant surgery, why not. Uh, you're gonna want a headset for that, they're in the cabinet behind me - here's the explanation of what those kidney words mean -"

Aaaaaaaaaaaah. 

It makes absolutely no sense to be angry with the Proto for not obeying his not-even-actually-specified wish that it leave Velgarth alone. 

:- How long will it - take that part - to consume the resources local to the Moon -? And...will that be enough resources to, to finish the Work...?: 

(Leareth is panicked enough that his already-overstrained heart is starting to throw some irregular extra beats under the force of additional adrenaline, and his brain activity is dangerously close to abnormal-in-the-seizures-direction.) 

Unknown!

(One of the Healers volunteers eagerly for this; it sounds AMAZING and also, given that the medical machines here are taking over all the work of keeping the patients' vital signs steady, and doing a better job of it honestly, they have some slack to spare. 

The other three Healers crowd around for the explanation of what the strange foreign medical words mean.)

Ischemic tissue damage is when it stops getting blood! Rhabdomyolysis is kidney damage caused by the breakdown of other tissues in the body, which the kidneys get overwhelmed trying to filter! Also there's some damage the autodoc doesn't have a word for, which clearly on the visual scans amounts to 'the proto ate and replaced that tissue'.

The headset can in a loud cheery voice with accompanying visuals offer a two-hour crash course in transplant surgery.

"It's gonna sedate him," Naomi announces at the latest alarmed series of bleeps from Leareth's autodoc.

(The cheeriness is extremely weird but, to be fair to it, this is SO SO SO COOL and the Healer who managed to volunteer for it before any of the others could is loving his life so much right now.) 

:....Uh, why?: one of the others interjects to Naomi. :He won't like that: 

"Uh, it says, 'increased sympathetic nervous system activity leading to increased heart rate and ectopic activity' and 'increased central nervous system activation close to seizure threshold'. Does he have, like, an allergy -"

:To sedatives? No, uh, he's just - the one in charge, here, and he's going to want to be awake and able to get reports from us and give orders -:

One of the others interrupts (excluding Leareth from the Mindspeech). :I mean, he SHOULDN'T though, right, he really needs to get some rest: 

Naomi cannot find words for how little she wants to be in the middle of a medieval psychic command dispute among the people who BOARDED HER SHIP while infected with an ALIEN PARASITE.

She neglects to stop the autodoc from sedating Leareth. 

Very sleepy Leareth! 

Nayoki has figured out how to don gloves and a respirator too, and sidles up beside Leareth's reclining-chair-thingy to hold his hand. She feels kind of weird about this but also she's been wanting to do it for a while, it just seems correct given, well, everything. 

Awake Leareth would probably think this was odd, but in fact he's far too sedated to have any opinions right now. 

Naomi reads a couple more things off the screens - Leareth is also not getting enough nutrition, Julie should be on oxygen, and then says, "all right, now, I want you to give us control of our ship back."

- Oh. Right. That. 

Nayoki takes a deep breath. :I understand perfectly why you are asking. And - I want to agree, since I think it is most likely we will be allies in this....: 

In this war? In these negotiations? Words fail her, mostly because she has no idea which of a dozen different ones would apply. :In whatever this is. But, I am not in command here, Leareth is, and so it will have to wait: 

Unfortunately this isn't necessarily the policy she wants to commit to - in the moment all she wants is time to think, and, fine, also the upper hand and the ability to interrogate these people at will...

"What's your current bearing and where are you trying to go."

:We are trying to obtain more local context on the geopoliitics in this star system; Julie explained what she knew but she is very sick, so -: 

Nayoki lets that mental script run while she thinks. What in all hells does Naomi mean by 'bearing', is it at all similar to the terminology Nayoki has vaguely heard of for ocean-ship navigation, can she figure out the answer by a bit of discreet digging-and-poking at Naomi's surface thoughts so she doesn't sound like so much of an idiot by needing to ask a clearly stupid question...