She stops pacing.

"I'm - I'm fine, sir."

Yeah, not even a little.

"Please, call me Felix. You don't look fine- sorry, what is your name? If you don't mind me asking?"

"Daisy, sir - ah, DZ-12Q, sorry."

"You really can just call me Felix," he says, "if you don't mind," he amends. "Do you prefer Daisy or DZ-12Q?"

"I'm sorry, it's - been a while, since - ... you can call me whatever you like."

"I'm sorry if I'm scaring you. I'm... aware that the droid situation is not a nice one."

That gets her attention. "Yes, it's -" she gestures helplessly. "I don't know what I'll do, if..."

It's not hard to imagine what the "if" could be. This is a hospital, there is an obvious reason to pace around anxiously.

"Maybe I could help? I came here to donate things to the hospital and might be able to come up with unusual resources to help."

"They don't even know what's wrong. It's been four days and she just isn't waking up."

"Did they rule out all the typical causes? Injury? Toxins? Disease?"

"We just got here this morning, they're still running tests, but - it isn't any of those." She sounds absolutely certain, and more than a little nervous about admitting it.

Felix looks a bit nervous. Four days was when he arrived here and when he knows of one thing that makes people not wake up despite no visible medical cause. And if she was far enough away... he barely registers her nervousness.

"Okay..." he says slowly, "I will see what I can come up with, maybe there is relevant equipment that they lack or something. ...Is there anything else I could do for you?"

"I-"

"I don't think so, sir. Thank you."

Felix kiiiinda wants to hug her, but he doesn't know if that is even something that droids enjoy. He puts a hand on her shoulder instead. "I promise to do the best I can. Let me give you my contact information in case something happens." He does that.

She takes it with a nod. "Thank you, sir. I don't... I'll get in touch with you when I have one."

Nod nod. "You're welcome. If I can't find you, I will leave a message with the hospital. I'm sure they I can motivate them to be nice about it."

If there isn't anything else to say he will leave and go back to his pocket dimension. Once there he will use one of the high tech anesthetics to fall asleep.

Is there another pocket dimension around?

Yup.

Well, that is just fantastic.He feels around as far as his dreamshape "sense" lets him and he can feel the dimension stretching. Daisy must have brought her over all the way here from wherever they live.

He places some portals between his own dimension and hers. Likely, he is going to need to go all the way to where the person was got dreamshaping to rescue her properly. Which is good, because there might be a dreamshard around.

Felix goes looking for Daisy.

She's not in the lobby, but when he asks the receptionist he's directed to the small on-site library, where she's sitting with a book of poetry.

"Hi, Daisy? I think I figured out what happened."

He looks around, does this place looks private enough?

The librarian is keeping an eye on them, so probably not.

Daisy closes the book. "Yes?"

"Uh, better find somewhere more private."

"All right." She stands and sets the book on a cart to be re-shelved. "I, ah - she's in a private room. This way."

She moves more smoothly, headed for where her friend is sleeping, like a fair portion of her earlier tension was just from keeping herself from doing this.

Felix follows along. "Is she stable?"

"As far as I know, yes. We live a day's travel away from here, with no stops on a good speeder; I waited to bring her until I was sure she wasn't going to come out of it on her own, and there was no change in that time."