[ He doesn't have the heart to tell her that he isn't sure he'll ever be ready. As much as he hates the thought of having something foreign in his body that he didn't agree to he hates the thought of regenerating into a different face more. If the chip stops that, perhaps, he thinks, it might not be all that bad.
With that he straightens up off the couch, pumping some levity into his voice. His mind is already thinking about the books he'll need to track down in order to brush up on surgery. Surely the library had something. Or maybe there was a VR game that he could brush up on - those were things, weren't they? ]
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With that he straightens up off the couch, pumping some levity into his voice. His mind is already thinking about the books he'll need to track down in order to brush up on surgery. Surely the library had something. Or maybe there was a VR game that he could brush up on - those were things, weren't they? ]
Off to bed with you then. Doctor's orders.