[Clearly, there are things he doesn't know about the medbay. Mostly the presence of a rather grumpy old woman. And her broom. Which she is grasping in a vaguely ominous manner as she shoots him a steely glare.]
Just what do ye think yer doin'?
[She might not trust all this newfangled technology, but she trusts people randomly poking through it less]
Medbya
Just what do ye think yer doin'?
[She might not trust all this newfangled technology, but she trusts people randomly poking through it less]