[ His eyes linger on the the girl, more interested in her darting movements than the materials she partakes of. They're archaic tools, but he's worked with worse. A skilled surgeon needs nothing more than a sharp knife to cut one open, and a sewing needle to close up their patient. Still, it's hardly ideal, and there's something to be said about the lack of sanitation and the risk of infection! If not infection, then the hundreds of other infections that can kill one on antibiotics!

Still, it would be tactless to say so to one scurrying attempting to ferret items as though they were in short supply. ]

They will, but they're hardly ideal!

[ Despite himself, he sounds almost aghast at the idea of settling for them. That should hardly be surprising. In the modern world, it's unheard of to use such ancient materials, much less on such an indulgent cruise ship. He brings a closed fist to his mouth as he clears his throat, offering her a brief yet apologetic smile, ]

This is a luxury cruise ship, yes? If they can afford to supply vices such as gambling, then certainly they should be able to provide the best care... Why, I don't think I've even seen a doctor manning this room!

[ His eyes remain fixed on the young woman, as though looking for confirmation of that fact, or perhaps he'd like to know if she's their medic? ]