[Walking around his desk, Scorpius sits down on top of it and begins to sterilize a small patch of Aeryn's skin. Alarmingly quick with the needle, he makes a quick poke and begins drawing a single vial of blood. There can always be more.
He keeps his eyes locked on hers, except when it becomes necessary to turn away and complete his work. Even so, he's professional about it, efficiency at the forefront of his mind.]
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He keeps his eyes locked on hers, except when it becomes necessary to turn away and complete his work. Even so, he's professional about it, efficiency at the forefront of his mind.]