"I wish I had more scans as to thickness of skin and things like that." But there just wasn't time to get them, so Angie was going by guess. With any luck, she was overcompensating rather than under. Whoever the crew member was that had become this thing, they could probably live with some major bruising a lot easier than what they could do while not in control.

She finished the second cartridge, setting it down. The suppressant came to hand and she started filling the cartridges, careful not to spill any.