virus of some kind, something beyond the capabilities of his basic equipment, or maybe something not in the blood, perhaps inside the drone’s brain.

Figuring that out would require a level of expertise far beyond his field medic training however.

Taking a syringe containing a clear liquid from the main worktop he injects it into the drone’s neck. The still clearly terrified former villager relaxes with a sigh, then drifts slowly into a daze after a few seconds.

Being extremely malnourished and dehydrated when he was brought in, Steve hooked up a drip to get some fluids back into him. He seemed a lot livelier because of it. The few days of sleep and nourishment didn’t have any positive mental effects