I needed them for my work, so I had them made. [ Like it's the simplest thing in the world. ] The family I serve specializes in healing of all kinds. It's not a common thing, but they do exist.

The way this works is that I connect most of these to myself and one to you. The equipment takes care of the rest.

[ He begins to put the instrument together.

As he'd said, most of the equipment goes onto him; with methodical precision, he puts clasps around his own neck and wrists. He straps a strange metal device to his own chest, and then connects the crucible to it. The various glass and crystal indicators on it begin to light up with a steady crimson glow.

He connects one final piece of equipment to the patient's side of the crucible - something that looks for all the world like an innocuous metal bracelet. Heavy, but not particularly impressive.

He unclasps it. ]

Once you're ready to begin, please put the bracelet around your wrist and finish the connection. I'll take care of everything else.

[ His tone is a bit wry. ] I should warn you that my appearance will change during this process, so try not to be alarmed. It isn't a byproduct of using this - it's just my own personal circumstances. Nothing will happen to you.