Wan reached out to take the tricorder and pull it closer to his face so he could study it, "What does it say about me?"

He was suspicious of this whole thing. It looked like the 'computer' panels on the walls with all the blinking lights and strange symbols he didn't understand. Only it was supposed to be reading stuff about him. Which made it potentially worth more caution. No matter what Julian said it was for. He couldn't see how it would help.