Yuma Robotics HQ, Central Dome, New Astarte, Planet Yuma, Coronado
midnight, 3-4 Aug. 824 A.S.
"What you see displayed here is a new design of nanite, indeed." he began, while gesturing towards the hologram. "While nano-technology has been in use for a few medical procedures already, we're trying to go beyond standard concepts like precise drug administration. Considering that our nation's main cause of distress is war, most people suffer not from pathological ailments, but rather wound-based ones. The purpose of this project is to, in fact, develop a synthetic stem-cell production that would ... " - he pauses and sighs, partially lost in thought for a moment - "completely recreate human tissue of any kind. The nanites we're working with are zinc-based artificial organisms that should function like 'factories' that produce, program and direct new stem-cells in damaged body parts. Unlike ships, the human body - being organic - can be helped to heal without expending a large amount of resources. If successful, we hope that this could be a step towards actually recreating lost limbs even."
Erik reaches for the water bottle set by Doreen in his reach, opens it and gulps a few times. Moments later, he places his hand into the hologram and says "DODO, preview 13 please." "Yes, sir." - the odd robot replies, adjusting the hologram to portray a human cell right next to the nanite. "The two objects are displayed on the same scale, for a size comparison."
The nanite was just a tad bigger than a basic human cell, while it was clearly composed of two main body-parts, a tiny head-like section and a larger one, Erik used his hand open up the nanite hologram, showing the inside. "As you can see here - the inside of the nanite is completely isolated from the outside, save for one small 'hatch' that would be used to deposit the stem-cells it produces. In theory, the point is to offer a completely sterile and controllable environment for the new mother cells to be produced. After enough of them are ready, they are liberated into the desired area and allowed to further multiply and replace what was lost."
Erik stops for a moment and looks at Doreen with somewhat caring, yet uneasy eyes. He then extends his hand towards hers - as if to grab it - and asks "I'm sorry, may I?"
