Considering the short time that she had been around Ari, Stella had never seen Ari look at anything like he's looking at the cart bearing needles. It's the look a person gives a wounded animal that might strike out at them. She quickly signs all the needed paper work. Her rate jumps a little bit when he entwines there fingers together. Something else happens, a warmth that she doesn't know the name for. She lets him nuzzle the top of her head. She looks over at the nurse who's getting an alcholic pad ready to clean his skin. He flinches when the cold liquid touches his skin. She's feels him jump with the first prick. Stella strokes his hand with thumb. "Tense up your other arm muscles. It will make it hurt less Ari," she explains softly, trying to keep him from freaking out more.