[Denzel's relaxes seem to be overly simulated, as he jumps out of his lulled state at the slight whack in the knee and hits the forcefield] OW! [His temperature is fine, however his cholesterol may be something to worry about. His heart rate seems slightly abnormal and can't seem to breathe deeply. He horribly needs braces. His butt also appears buised from that fall not that long ago.
He doesn't even seem to notice the needle prick his skin. However, when the mechanical hands, decide to venture lower.] GET OUT OF THERE! IT'S COLD IN HERE! [Crocker squims as much as he can in his contained area. Until he has second thoughts on just how good that feels. Though the mechanical hands won't come up with anything sticky and he's very very hairy and yet has no where hair on the top of his head. However, a further analysis would tell you it's lanugo hair. Not to mention 16 lbs underweight but seems to be minus the severe complications in every major organ system in the body, maybe because he's still very slightly a toon. Oh, and his chip is still in his upper thigh. His blood sugar is fine and currently does not have any sickness. Though he does have this very peculiar if not magical, readings all over his skin and in his teeth and back....]