On his way to the sickbay, William felt fairly confident. He had never been as fragile as his father, and his mother always made sure that he maintained a healthy lifestyle. Starfleet Academy also made sure of that, with its periodic checkups. He was a bit nervous, surely every prospective officer is at the time like this, but Blakely tried to purge negative thoughts from his mind. In the sickbay, he focused on the top-of-the-line equipment. He thought about his own experiments, with strange new lifeforms, gently resting under his microscope, waiting to have their secrets studied and documented.