Leonard takes the silence as an okay to take a sample. He reaches out for her arm, not really looking at her face and starts to press the hypospray against her skin. It's not quite in yet, not quite taking the sample. He half wonders what the hell caused a second DNA strand to pop up on her system, wonders if this Pilot race would show up on the ship elsewhere. Maybe he could question them then.

Because questioning her about that right now seemed like a terrible idea. She was just so out of it.