The woman laughs, and Baze scowls. He gives Chirrut a little shove, not hard enough to knock him over, but definitely enough to convey his displeasure.

"If you could see them, you'd be nervous, too," Baze says, working himself into a snit. "Needles are nasty."

"Unfortunately, we have to use them," the medical technician says, releasing Chirrut's wrist. "Have you two been vaccinated for Yavin 4's flora and fauna?"

"No," Baze says reluctantly, and nudges Chirrut again, just to nudge him.

"All right," the woman says. "How about a bacta patch for your wrist? That will take care of the scrape."