Connor cracked his neck as he stepped into the hangar, still trying to shake off the sense of unease his conversation with the NI-tech Hob left him. It was easier said than done and he could feel a headache starting to form behind his eyes. The first day of the shift, barely half way through with the day he was ready to have a panic attack. What the hell was wrong with him? He wasn't this freaked out about being pressured into the experiment when he was on Earth. 

Then again, everyone had their minds focused on the Change. Out here it was just them and the strive to preserve the human race, small as those chances were.

It was stupid, he was being stupid. He shut his eyes and took in a deep breath through his nose, bringing his fingers up to rub his temples. He forced back his haywire emotions and tried to approach the situation like he would a math equation or machine schematics. 

There was no logical reason to make him do anything other than his job. Did they think altering his mind would lead to some kind of giant break through? Unlikely. He was just an engineer, not a doctor, not a scientist, just someone that built and repaired machines. For god sake they were all living in the greatest technological achievement mankind had ever created! This life boat of humanity was the ultimate 'break through' in engineering and science. There was nothing Connor could create altered or not that would be as monumental or necessary as the [i]Copernicus[/i].

So why did they want him to have an MRI scan? 

He didn't know everything about the cryo stasis process, maybe he was a high risk for some kind of side effect. It might explain why he was acting like a conspiracy nut. He hadn't been this paranoid before being frozen. There were a lot of people freaking out before launch about being put into the cryo-beds for years of endless sleep. He had been relatively calm about it so maybe no one told him because they thought he would have freaked out and gone off running.

The knot in his stomach started to unwind from his thought process and he felt like smacking himself for acting so irrational. He had probably freaked out Abby and that poor nurse Devika over absolutely nothing. He was such an idiot.

While the idea of going to get an MRI scan didn't fill him with warm fuzzies, if there was a serious medical reason behind it than he would suck it up and go. Last thing anyone needed was him collapsing if it could have been prevented.

Though after he got some serious work done. 

Opening his eyes he rolled them at himself and headed back over to Loretta to finally get back to work on replacing the cable, his haywire nerves soothed.