Aya spent the time semi-productively? She hated being still, but with the sample in hand she could feel the difference between the woman's cells and the virus. She noted what she could feel on a spare clipboard. Where the virus seemed to be concentrated, where it was stronger or weaker during Dilan's work...

Probably nothing they didn't already know, but it kept her occupied.

When Dilan geared down, she glanced at him sharply, then set aside the things in her hands to stretch. "Your welcome. Would you like me to visit her after my appointments this evening ?" she offered, because she tended to naturally adopt patients?