Francis nodded dumbly and spoke, his voice cracking at first but settling into its deep baritone after.<br/><br/>"Uh,. yeah, the physeecal." he spoke in his usual station accent, his ancestry clearly rural all the way back to earth.  "Francis.  Francis McHenry, ma'am."  He lumbered over to the scale and bent down to unbuckle his boots.  He remembered the drill on these check ups so he had to undress a little.  Dropping them, he removed his heavy work shirt and left his pants on.  Stepping on the scale his massive frame made it creak a little.<br/><br/>"We used to have scales like these when I was a kid." he commented, trying his best to keep his eyes from traveling the length of the doctors legs.  He noticed how her coat made it seem as if she wore nothing beneath them and had to think about T4 coolant and whether it was drinkable to keep from having any thoughts about the possibility.  He stood as straight as he could, but she would need a step ladder to check his height, as his normal height was over 2 meters.  Probably around 6'6".