Sherry laid her head back on the bed and thought for a moment. She didn't like the idea of keeping this from her parents, but she also didn't like the idea of having them worry over nothing. She winced more out of reflex to the sound of the needle-thing, rather than from the pain itself.

"Well... I'll tell them, just..." Sherry pursed her lips and took a deep breath. "Will you just send me a message over the comms when you're done looking at it?" She was taking this quite well, and surprised herself. Idly, she wondered when the weird was going to hit her, and noted it would probably be at the most inopportune time. That's just how these things went. "I'll... I'll tell them myself," she repeated, mostly for her own benefit.