Panacea bites her lip.
"Um. I-I. I don't know if I can stop if I touched brains." Especially Chelsea's.
"Well I certainly don't mean to do you any harm by asking but it sounds like an awful way to die."
She sits down, still holding Panacea's hand. ...she hasn't introduced herself and should find a smooth way to do it, if she just says what her name is out of nowhere people sometimes realize they feel a weird amount of interest in someone whose name they're only just learning. "I told myself, Chelsea, all you've gotta do is go to Panacea, she'll straighten you right out."
Oh her smile...
It takes only a few seconds, in the end. A trivial fix compared to what she does on a daily basis.
"Done."
Chelsea gets up again. Brushes some of Panacea's hair behind her ear. "I don't know how to thank you enough."
Panacea has some ideas.
She doesn't have any visible reaction to the hair brushing because she has practice with ignoring this sort of casual touch, but it's very obvious from her emotions that it's something she desperately wants, and wants more of than she can ever get.
"It's no problem."
"The organ mesh, does that need to be handled today or can it wait? I could come see you again."
"It can wait." Huuuuuug. She is enjoying this hug the maximum amount without letting it show, hugging back harder than she is being hugged, or burying her face in Chelsea's hair to smell it or anything weird.