[When he said lower back, the scanner was pointed towards it with the accompanying bleeping noises. She nodded wordlessly before she moved it over his elbow, and then down his legs. As she worked, she spoke.] So how is Renate behaving? Has she gotten better with being so rambunctious? [Martha had really enjoyed having the company of the dog while she had taken care of her. A part of her wished she had one of her really considered asking the Admiral for an animal of her own, but didn't think it would be fair to the pet with the hours she worked at the infirmary.]