Mizuno doesn't speak for a moment. The words early-stage tumor don't register as a conclusion, only as an unwelcome possibility that immediately narrows the air in his chest.
His eyes stay fixed on the MRI, but his focus drifts between what he knows medically and what he is seeing, neither of them quite resolving into certainty.
Ryoma has shown no symptoms so far, no decline, nothing that would normally point toward anything like this.
"You seriously think this is a tumor?" he asks, his gaze sharpening.
"I think that's the most conservative interpretation," Davies replies. "But…" She pauses, choosing her words. "The structure isn't behaving like one I've seen before."
Mizuno frowns slightly. "Meaning?"
