‘Just take it easy for a few hours, sir.’

The doctor seemed smaller now that Franklen could see him. He looked to be around 40 years old, professionally, blandly handsome, with pleasant features and tiny lines around his eyes that would make his smile seem to cover his whole face. However the doctor did not smile much any more. Every year his processing power dropped another percentage point or so, as his systems were ravaged by bugs and glitches and corrupted files. In order to maintain his medical abilities he had simplified or even deleted most of his expression algorithms.