Well, they can spend all morning tediously repeating this process with other parts of Eefa's body.

No they can't. Eefa will allow them to do it for only two more body parts before she gets fed up.

"It would be faster if you'd let her look right at you," says Mikko.

"I know."

"Just cause it's faster doesn't mean it's better."

"We can keep going with the photographs, but you do need to actually be examined," says Mikko. "We can't skip it."

Eefa glares.

"Every kid needs to be looked at by a doctor regularly to make sure they're okay. The teeth aren't the only odd thing about you," Mikko says.

Eefa is very skeptical that people looking at how she is odd will help her.

"Let's take a break," says Mikko, and he goes to confer quietly with the doctor.

Eefa moves to be next to this conversation so she can overhear it and see what's being plotted.

Hm nope when she gets up they stop. "Are you ready to keep going?" Mikko asks her.

"No."

"Then please go take your break over there."

Hrmph.

She goes over there and tries to turn invisible but still can't do it on purpose.

Whisper whisper murmur.

Grrrr.

She continues to stare. Angrily now. She doesn't like it when people plot to hurt her without her knowing how.

Eventually the doctor pulls from her bag a little kit, which Mikko brings to Eefa and unwraps.

"Hey Eefa. You don't seem to like all this looking at you so the doctor had another idea. Would you lick this for me? It doesn't taste like anything, that's just how it gets some of your saliva so the doctor can go away and look at that instead of you."

"Why."

"To find out more about how your body's doing. She might even be able to find out more about where you're from."

"NO!!"

That does not sound good, at all. That sounds like what people say right before they realize she's special and hurt her a bunch or try to get her to help them hurt other people.

"...why?" asks Mikko.

"YOU DID SECRET PLANNING!!"

"We were talking about how to make sure you're getting the care you need. Sometimes you get scared about things like when you didn't know that skin flakes off in tiny pieces and got upset about taking a bath, last night, remember? But the thing we want now is some of your saliva so the doctor can look at it and stop bothering you directly. It won't hurt, it won't even taste bad."

"Why are you such a WHINER about the DOCTOR," says Shahn from where he's been playing card games with Chioss.

"NO!"

"WHINER," yells Shahn. Chioss attempts to redirect him to their game.