Beverly assumes The Look. It's a half-arched brow and a half-cocked smile, all wryness and exasperation.

"I'm here to make sure everyone stays safe," she says, surprisingly gentle. "So you don't have any reason to be worried. To be honest, after some of the things the scan showed me, I wouldn't think there's anything we could do that could concern you."

Healed breaks, scarred tissue, brain damage. Beverly sighs, switching out her tricorder for a hypospray. "This is just a vaccine, nothing more."