"No apologies needed," the white haired 17-year old said, "Ya can call me Ice." He adjusted his glasses with a sad smile, "So, ye're the famous Rosa, wish we met in better circumstances."
River bowed, blushing, "Please excuse me," before attaching sensors.
"Famous? You know me?" she smiled a bit at Ice, glad to meet more of River's friends. "Nice to meet you Ice, I still feel bad for being a hindrance... You two must be busy," she tried to relax as River attached sensors on her.
The teen in glasses smirked, making his snake bite piercings catch light, "'Don't remember ya blushin' wid dat other female patient, Hayashi-sensei," he casually remarked before putting away oozesquitoes for analysis.
"Please ignore him," River told her, blushing deeper as he finished up and prepared a blood vial, "This might hurt."
"Luckily, we were finishing up when he contacted you," Ice said, glasses reflecting light off the monitors he was reading, then grinned, "Oh, and he wouldn't shut up about y-"
"Quiet! I need to concentrate," River snapped as he carefully inserted the needle to collect her blood.
She flinched a bit when he inserted the needle then looked over to Ice then to River, smiling. "Why so tense..?" she whispered to him, gently caressing his cheek with her free hand.
"Tense? Who? Me?? I'm fine!" River jumped at the touch, grabbing a face mask to hide his face he could feel heating up, and also to mitigate the smell from her, which was mildly intoxicating.
Ice stood up, "I contacted the authorities, I'll go talk to them," walking out the lab.
River grabbed the taller teen, silent plead clear in his face 'Don't leave me alone with her!?' but instead said "I'll talk to them! You stay here!" Ice's glasses gleamed as he grinned, "Yer the doctor, so ya should stay. Bye now!~" effortlessly pushing back his lighter friend.
Rosa was confused as she stared at them both, tail was wagging absently, unaware she was doing it. "River??" she pouted. "Don't leave me..." she mumbled, as her fingers fidgeted. Suddenly she was very aware that she's a turtle.
"I-I won't," he stammered, wanting to strangle his best friend as he struggled to even his breathing. Then covered her with a blanket, "You must be cold! Here, cover yourself up! I need to concentrate on calculating the correct dosage of this antidote I'm working on. STAY THERE."
She blinked and let herself be covered in the blanket, then rolled around it, looking like a burrito. "Okay... You're acting a little weird River... Is it 'cause of me?" She tilted her head a bit. Feeling shy, she suddenly pressed her tail against herself, tucking it away out of embarrassment.
Turning on the negative air pressure machine, he started breathing a little easier as he quipped, "Weird? Weird how? I'm perfectly normal!" he folded away his mask and smiled at her reassuringly, before turning back to his workstation to initiate testing using her blood, "Hang on, I'm synthesizing the antidote."
She laid down on the table, watching him work with her blood sample as she started to feel sleepy. "River..." she whispered before fainting, her body's fatigue from the sudden changes it went through finally catching up.
He rushed to her side. Assured by the monitors that her vitals were stable, he concluded she merely fell asleep. He took this chance to study her, bringing his face close to hers, 'She's so beautiful,' identifying her mutation for a red-bellied short-necked turtle.