It is about halfway through the third hour of the fifteenth day of Lucette's attempt to reorganize her grandfather's library. The project is moving at an acceptable pace overall, though she's starting to question the wisdom of having scheduled the whole thing down to the hour during day three (hour four).
"I wonder if this would be useful for diagnosing diseases... though I suppose how relevant that would be depends on the effectiveness of your healing."
Unboop. "I think it's not granular enough for identifying germs but it might be good for doing surgery? For someone with steady hands, which I don't really have. It could be that my healing doesn't handle tumors, or something, and then you'd want both."
"I was imagining it as useful for the purpose of identifying the existence of those tumors in the first place."
Nod.
"Are you comfortable testing out the benefit associated with the music allergy by granting it to me briefly?"
"...I guess since there's no one else around who might start humming... there isn't like, a doorbell, is there?"
"Well, I don't feel immediately different - will it distress you if I scratch at my skin briefly to test whether it's healing?"
"Well, I just caused you a rather lot of discomfort in the name of testing your power, and it doesn't actually seem necessary to test this portion of it right now."
"Do you have a guess as to what the limits of the healing power are, given that it was able to heal a man's infected arm even though the wound wasn't fresh?"
"The benefit associated with the too-hot thing did something to help the arm, and might have been necessary for a complete recovery, but I'm not sure what it did exactly. It doesn't work on outright scars - I still seem to have the ones I remember having - and I'd be very surprised if it worked on, say, allergies, those are very different from injuries. But no two artifacts are perfectly alike so I can't predict it exactly."
"Possibly I should tell the surgeon to contact us about other cases outside of those requiring amputation?"
"Yes. Though would it be possible to have people come here, lest anyone else be singing on the street?"
"Hrm....I suppose at this point we may have enough confidence in your abilities that it would be worthwhile for me to bring the subject to my grandfather and request his permission to inquire further under the guidance of a surgeon. Though I expect there will be restrictions in order to maintain propriety I don't expect those will be permanent."
"We'll have to be sure to be out of the room before any actual medical procedures might occur, there will have to be a chaperone present, and the patients will probably have to be women - and at least somewhat respectable ones at that."
"I assume it doesn't help at all if I announce that I am able to respect anyone I care to. Who would make a suitable chaperone?"