Rin’s eyes keep darting to the stacks of cryo-freeze coffins while we take care of the intake. With his help, the routine goes much faster, even though I’m checking the documentation at every step. This perfect android memory is untrustworthy, but only because I’m not used to it. In my old brain, I would have to write down every step and then repeat them. Cold foam, hook up the IV and pumps, secure the body… The list is only ten steps long, but I am thorough about every single one.
The coffin door closes with a hiss. After a brief stream of environmental and medical data across the coffin’s screen, the unit darkens and slides into its spot in the racks.