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Dick shifts on the medical cot, exhaling.
The light above him is bright, he knows, not that he can see it with the blindfold covering his eyes. The plastic of the cot sticks a bit to his bare skin. On his thighs, arms, torso, polyester straps give a comforting squeeze.
It’s supposed to be comforting, anyway. It’s supposed to keep him stable, B says. But they’re tight, and…
It’s okay. It’s just an examination, B does all of them. Benefits of a half-finished medical degree.
(It’s Robin training, too, Dick knows. A trust exercise.)