"Hold still."

Karl, one of the four lords, grumbled, irritated.

He grabbed a hammer, a claw hammer, and hit it against your knee to check for a reflex.

I had to basically hold you down on his work bench to keep you from moving.

After being mutated by Mother Miranda and becoming a semi-lord, Mother Miranda instructed Karl to take care of you with your new mutations.

He wasn't even a damn doctor. He was an engineer. He shouldn't have to do this.