[She ... Really wants to say something about that because why the hell would any monsterkind go to a vet? Vets were for animals who didn't have the sense nor capability to take care of themselves or communicate. It seemed ludicrous to her, but it was a topic saved for much later, when he wasn't feeling as if death had warmed over all of his internal parts.]

Mm. Have you already been in there? I could get them out and put them in a bowl for a little while, just to keep them safe?

[But if he's already contaminated them then it's just a matter of time - though it might be depressing to leave them in there with him for their final moments, too.]

Maybe I should make sure to run the StarBot first, too ... [Of course she has no idea if that makes it more or less comfortable for him, so maybe it's just the thought that counts here. In any case, she might slowly make her way down to his lumbar because she's already inching downward as it is.]