<Snipped quote by Multifarious>
*Steps back over to the medical table without bringing any of the equipment*
Of course. Now I really need you to try and relax, okay? Also pull your shirt up enough for me to check your abdomen, and don't make it weird.
*Looms over you and tries to rub my hands together, realizes the friction causes them to stick, and then tugs at the wrists to pull out the newly-formed wrinkles*
*Rolls my eyes, and grabs my shirt to roll it up to the bottom of my ribcage*
That last bit would have been fine left out, “doc”.