"She's my patient, I don't mind helping! I like this part, it's nice when we have time for it. I can get things ready while you're checking on Deskyl?" 

"Yes ma'am." She's not long at it - there's not much to check - and then she comes right back.

She's been very deferential, so far, following Marian's lead despite the fact that she clearly knows her way around a hospital bed and could most likely handle the work perfectly well on her own, but now she's taking more initiative, still doing as she's told without hesitation or complaint but not waiting to be cued and making a point of taking any tasks that involve being near the woman's legs before Marian has a chance to start them, when she can.

Awwww. She's so helpful and Marian appreciates her a lot. And doesn't fail to notice that DZ knows what she's doing. (Marian herself isn't very worried about injuring herself; she's in good shape, the horrible bike ride to and from her apartment sees to that, and she regularly solo turns patients when the unit is short-staffed.) 

"You're good at this," she says, when they finish up. "Is that, uh, something that comes with the kind of robot you are, or did you have practice at some point?" 

"I have programming for it, ma'am. Most servant robots don't but Lord Pritruth wanted us to be useful in a variety of situations."

"Mmm. Well, I'm glad." Marian smiles brightly at her. "We could see if the rest of the unit needs help? Although, uh, then I - guess I maybe need to explain that you're a robot from another world?" This sounds agonizingly awkward and stressful. 

"I shouldn't go very far from Master Deskyl, ma'am, but if it's just nearby, that's fine."

"The unit's not very big. Uh, maybe you can keep an eye on her for a few minutes and I'll go round and see what's happening and if anyone wants help?" 

"Yes ma'am."

In the immediately-adjacent pod, Alice seems to be thoroughly trapped in her dialysis patient's room. Said patient is now also on ECMO. Needless to say, it doesn't look at all like he's going to make it, but he's young and previously healthy and no one wants to give up before they've tried literally everything first. 

Alice looks up distractedly when Marian approaches and asks if the pod needs help with turning patients. "Hmm? We can't move this guy, he's way too sick. Are you sure you're caught up, or are you just feeling bad again and putting off all your charting to be helpful -" 

"I've done my charting!" Most of it. She is maaaaybe behind on some of the really boring parts. "Uh, and it's not me who's offering, it's my mystery patient's, er, family member. She knows how to do turns and stuff and she really wants to be useful." 

Marian ducks her head and mumbles very fast at the floor tiles, "alsoshe'saservantrobotfromanotherworld." 

Alice starts to raise her eyebrows at this, and then the ECMO machine dings loudly and she lunges for it, apparently forgetting entirely about Marian's presence.

"...You know what, sure, whatever," she says thirty seconds later, eyes and hands still intent on the screen settings. "Our other folks are all overdue. 108 desats on his left side, just put him on his back. 109 will try to put his catheter out if you give him half a chance, so don't, also he's got a bedsore dressing that needs checking, I think that's all the relevant stuff..." 

An IV pump starts screaming, on the other side of the bed from where Alice is. 

"- Oh shit that's my epi, it's empty - fuck - can you program in another 5 ccs and mix me a new bag -" 

This is the hazard of going near another pod which has unstable patients in it. "Yes, of course." Marian hurries to do this. 

"Mix it quadruple strength! He's super duper fluid overloaded and his BP won't tolerate us taking much fluid off with the dialysis -" 

Okay FINE here she goes. 

Marian does manage to dart past the other pod and inform DZ that she's helping another nurse but the patients in these room numbers could use turns and here's the relevant context also it's fine if DZ wants to wait for Marian to get back to the pod before leaving Deskyl. 

Then she runs off to grab a liter of saline and pull sixteen vials of epinephrine out of the Pyxis med machine, which involves ramming the override button multiple times because it super does not want to believe her that she really means 16, yup, 1 6, vials. It might be excessive to mix so much at once since the patient is sick enough that he might just code and die in an hour, but whatever. 

She turns them, checks 109's restraints and, after confirming that she can find the replacement bandages, his dressing, which she ends up replacing, and then follows the beeping to check on that situation, pausing just outside the door to look.

The patient in the room is barely visible between all the flashing, beeping machines. 

Bustling around between several of them, Alice's eyes move across the doorway and, very briefly, pause on DZ. "...Huh, you really are a robot. Weird." She seems to be talking mostly to herself. "Sorry, don't think you can help unless you're trained in cardiac medicine." 

Another IV pump rings and she dives for it. 

She heads back to Deskyl's room and her research.

Marian runs a few more room-leaving errands for Alice, and then makes it back to her pod just as a very frazzled Elaine manages to extract herself from the new-admission trashfire in Pod One. 

Marian had really been hoping to get a break, but it definitely looks like Elaine needs it more, so she shoos her off to take a slightly-early lunch break, and does the rounds giving noon meds to Coma Dude and Gunshot Dude. 

DZ is still in with Deskyl, on the computer; she's close to done with her research project but not quite.

Deskyl doesn't have any noon meds, or anything specific at all really, so when she's made it around to her room, Marian just asks if DZ wants to help turn her.

"...I guess I don't know if she's at the same risk of getting bedsores that a normal person would be? Or whether it might wake her up early, to move her." 

"She's not ready to wake up yet, ma'am, she'll go into REM sleep a few minutes beforehand. And I can turn her, she doesn't need it but it frees up her Force trance to heal her more quickly."

"All right, if you're sure you can manage by yourself...?" Marian ducks her head. "Thank you. It's - really helpful, having you here." Whyyyyy does it feel weird and awkward to say this, it seems like it should be a very reasonable friendly thing to say and yet. 

"I can, ma'am, I've been taking care of her since she was first attacked. We should talk about what will happen when she wakes, though."

"...Oh. Right." Marian sidles into the room and tugs the curtain shut behind her. "Okay. What, uh, do we need to talk through...?" 

"I'm worried that you're going to ask things of her and that there will be problems if she doesn't cooperate, ma'am - Sith aren't very cooperative as a rule, they consider it a character flaw, and she's not going to see you as having the authority to tell her what to do; she's likely to take it as a threat, or a least an offense, if you try. She will listen to reasons, but I don't know how patient we can expect her to be about waiting for them; if there's anything you're going to want her to do, or not do, it would be best to explain it to me beforehand."