"Look," Asellus said, uncomfortably. "Is this... entirely necessary?"

Nusaken lifted his head to glare at her over the rim of his glasses, and she yeeped, as he was now drawing blood for medical testing without *looking*. "Absolutely necessary," he said, sharply. "The way Orlouge transferred some but not all of his blood into you, making you *half* mystic... it's medically improbable at best. Moreover, when you inherited the kingdom from him-"

'Inherited' was Mystic speak for 'offed him and took his land'.

"-the Realm should have tipped you over into Full Mystic on its own. As is, you're immortal, appear to be Mystic, and can summon your Mystic weapons, but appear to have many human qualities."

"That's a good thing, though," she pointed out.

He sniffed. "Yes," he said. "But if something goes wrong - say, if your body starts, oh, rejecting the *Realm*... wouldn't you like your doctor to have some medical baseline to try to help you with?"

Asellus quieted abruptly.

From the door where he was leaning, Rouge made a thoughtful noise. "So you're not just... attempting to gain blood samples in the hopes of gaining some kind of ultimate power?"

The Doctor affixed Rouge with a vicious red-eyed stare.

"Meep?"

"You're next, Realm Mage."