You Give Me Life, I Give You Love

Stein observed Franklin carefully, taking in his whole appearance. There were blinding lights in front of him as he was constantly being questioned.

"How is your pulse? Can you feel it?"

"Hold on. I will check your heart rate."

"Blood flow is fine. Did you feel pain when I inserted the needle?"

"Good, good. But any more strong discomfort? If there is any, you must alert me at once."

He took in his creator's appearance, just like a baby taking in the appearance of his father to imprint on his brain.