This is Baymax...he's a nurse. Robot. Thing. Terri wanted me to make sure he worked before setting him loose on the folks at the nursing home...and I think he's right. You look like garbage.
[He rubs his chin.]
Baymax! This is your new patient! She's actually a living person.
[You know what? Fine. She'll buy it. She's exhausted and she feels as bad as she looks. She shrugs her bag off of her shoulder and stumps her way over to the sofa, shooing Maurice out of the way.]
[He tilts his head back and forth, before he shuffles off.]
[It's a little while before he returns, squeakily padding back to the couch with a pot full of hot water. Which he settles down in front of the couch.]
[Meranda listens to the...thing...bumble around in their house. How did it find that pot? Did Maurice show it around first? She gives Baymax a suspicious squint before kicking her shoes off and peeling away her socks.]
Sure is advanced...
[She coughs for a spell before dipping her aching feet into the hot water and slumping back against the sofa. That's the stuff.]
2/2
[He rubs his chin.]
Baymax! This is your new patient! She's actually a living person.
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Hello! I am Baymax, a personal healthcare companion. How can I help?
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Run a foot soak for me, I'm freezing.
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[It's a little while before he returns, squeakily padding back to the couch with a pot full of hot water. Which he settles down in front of the couch.]
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Sure is advanced...
[She coughs for a spell before dipping her aching feet into the hot water and slumping back against the sofa. That's the stuff.]
Technology is wonderful.