Sandy sat up once she was finished and blushed adorably with Hana's touches. "I'll do my best." That was all she really could promise after all. How was she to know when and where trouble would appear?

Then back to Howard, "Thanks, I'll ask Doctor Henderson." Then after a moment, "What made you want to do this stuff?" It seemed like a good question to ask if she herself was motivated by a desire to be helpful.