( Well, it's the least she can do, isn't it? Give her agency. Especially when Mercy's somewhat unsure of she's actually going to be able to do, besides her best. The practical answer--and what will do the least amount harm--is to address this by a combination of working with the skills she's confident of, and to gain the co-operaiton of Anemone. Otherwise, there is no point in pursuing possible treatments. )

Super. ( The German word for it, expressed with such feeling it goes right through the translator. After taking a moment to write down the gist of the important details, Mercy does something a bit odd: she takes off her left glove, and begins to remove the white nano-weave armour fit so snuggly to her skin. )

Now, the treatment I was telling you about? I actually give it to myself everyday. To heal me, but also to help keep my cells healthy. It is in my suit, if you'd like try it?