Ace picked up a small round disk about the size of his palm off the table nearest him and dropped it onto the ground in front of him. "Simply medical observations," he responded, a large, green holoscreen glowed in front of him, projected by the disk. Everything was in Russian, so no one in the room could read what he was typing in. "I know Samuel can heal, but I need this for tests. Properly monitor your powers and such. Like you." He pointed towards Lukas. "You produce too much friction for your shoes to handle, that's why it's hard for you to stop. I'm going to need to engineer some type of fabric that's resistant."
The medical equipment around Brand come to life and started their work. There was a machine to measure his sight, the length of basically everything; one scanned his limbs and head. As the machines worked, data was rapidly being produced on the holoscreen in front of Ace, his hazel eyes watching it intently.
Z plopped her stuff down on the ground and she crossed her legs, sitting next to it. She watched the machines do their work with her eyebrows raised.