It was fascinating to see the Challenger’s Sickbay. The Federation was at the cutting edge of most medical technologies. T’Mor would have chosen to be a medical officer, if it hadn’t been for botany. It was easy for her to focus there for some reason. She did not feel out of control. She just stood, observing the equipment and procedures, the perfect synchronization of so many beings, as if they were all part of one cell. This was calming as she waited for her medical exam.