Howard gives Sakura a little mock salute and turns back around. He more than trusts her deductions on Barbara's health, especially when chakra's involved; he places total faith in it. There are few things he absolutely trusts, and while Sakura herself doesn't rank on that short list yet, her powers do.
He tilts his head over at Barbara, reading her facial expressions as she sits back up. "Wow, you about to take a nap over there?"
He makes some notes on his pad and sets it aside before getting the syringe out, handling it like the delicate piece of medical equipment that it is (little will Barbara know that sometimes he and Sakura play darts with the defective ones during long shifts) and waiting for Barbara's response to Sakura's question.
"Hold your arm out, this'll just hurt as much as a needle usually does." He draws Barbara's blood with the expertise that comes from having practiced over and over and over again, including on Sakura and on himself, while trying to bring himself to and beyond the level of the medical staff.
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He tilts his head over at Barbara, reading her facial expressions as she sits back up. "Wow, you about to take a nap over there?"
He makes some notes on his pad and sets it aside before getting the syringe out, handling it like the delicate piece of medical equipment that it is (little will Barbara know that sometimes he and Sakura play darts with the defective ones during long shifts) and waiting for Barbara's response to Sakura's question.
"Hold your arm out, this'll just hurt as much as a needle usually does." He draws Barbara's blood with the expertise that comes from having practiced over and over and over again, including on Sakura and on himself, while trying to bring himself to and beyond the level of the medical staff.