Corvin Estate, New Thessalonica, Planet Yuma, Coronado
5 Aug. 824 A.S.
Med Force One - home of John Holliday... one of the greatest philanthropic souls in Sirius, or at least that's what Erik knew of the man. Reputation alone was enough though, considering the sources were more than reliable. Erik simply leaned back in his chair and quietly listened to Doreen with intent in his eyes.
It wasn't hard for him to imagine what Doreen's internship must've been like. The second Exodus Erik went through was heavily powdered with the sight of fire and it's effects, given the ferocity of the Gallic armada. Then Doreen mentioned the Rejuvenator. Erik perked upwards a bit, his interest growing, especially considering the scientific relevance of the situation. As he viewed the picture from Doreen, he tried to imagine the effects such a device might have. As she explained further, he thought of his own nanite project. After it would be finished, most certainly, it could as well help burn victims... however the only drawback would be that the nanites can't (at least not yet) work over scarred tissue... so if a patient were too be left waiting too long, the nanites would become useless in such a situation.
"I expressed an interest in it and um......seeing the Crayter technology here, um.....perhaps we could make it work?"
As Doreen posed her question, Erik was still putting pieces together in his mind. He leaned back once more and replied on a neutral tone "I think it might be possible. But, you'll have to take it up with Doctor Umeda in order to bring the device here." - a partial grin started to form on his face - "Although if that happens, I wouldn't mind having a look at this Rejuvenator. What you've explained so far makes it sound marvelous."
Before he could continue, a bump is heard. Then a short moan "Auuu..."
Peter had hit the door frame with his shoulder while he was running to enter the living room again. Needless to say, he brushed it off and continued running, ending up in between Doreen and Erik, looking at his father. With a gleeful smile on his face, he asked "When are we eating? Ben said his mom's going to make something really good."