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"Implantable cardioverter defibrilator. It helps whenever my heart has a moment where it skips a beat or two."

"Oh." Xueqing nodded in acknowledgement. "My pacemaker doesn't work all the time either, it helps me whenever I get scared the hell out or have an arrhythmia."

Then, she scratched her head, "Why would you need that though? Almost all people around me don't need this kind of equipment..."

"There's a lot that's wrong with me. Although the issue of powering your pacemaker can be solved with a mini arc-reactor like mine. Got the idea from my dad."

Her failure to cast a simple spell utterly forgotten, Esme’s expression turned to one of absolute giddiness (and perhaps one slightly inappropriate for the subject matter) as she regarded Xueqing. “I’ve always wanted to make an artificial heart! Well, I’ve been working on one, but my son doesn’t want me to install it in my own chest. Still can’t fathom why.” She rolled her good eye. “It’ll take some time—I’ve got some prototypes, but they’re a ways out from being viable. I’ll see what I can do for you.”

"Are the bionic enhancements you offer licensed? The penalty for distribution of bionics that are not ordained by the Cult Mechanicus is…" There was a pause while a dial-up sound could be heard coming from the speaker on the Tech-Priest's power axe. "…severe."

“Licensed?” She squeaks out, with a forced grin on her face. “I… I make them in my basement lab. Never worked on anyone but myself before, if that’s anything. I mean, I’ve offered to work for the Legion as a cyberneticist, believe me, but they said I’m “not a real doctor” and “unstable”, so… gods, I’m not helping my case here.” She thinks to herself, now would be a great time for that beer. And a even better time to possess the ability to run. But the world was cruel and she had neither.

More of what sounds like dial-up noises, but is actually Harkoth vocalizing in binaric as he thinks, can be heard before he speaks again in his modulated voice. "The fact that you have not actively distributed heretek bionics could certainly reduce the severity of the penalties. A thorough investigation of your research facility by the Martian Priesthood will be required. Cooperation does increase your chances of leniency by 42.2222222 percent."

"Oh- uh-" The teenage girl was struck off guard by Esme's crazed enthusiasm. "Um- you... probably should test it on an animal first... Don't try it yourself, you could... accidentally die." She was honestly a bit nervous, but she didn't express it.

"Your son stopped you for a good reason, 'cuz it's not like something that isn't tested before put into use will have a great chance of working right..." She looked aside, "You really should try it on something first. Me? Sure, I can handle the situation when things go wrong, but still."

"And, Cult Mechanicus?" She glanced at MDH937.

"Correct. I am a Magos level Tech-Priest Dominus of the Adeptus Mechanicus. Designation Harkoth-937."