He's busy brewing some tinctures so he has his back to the front of the clinic. It takes him a minute to finish, turning around to face First Aid, and, while he does try to remain professional, Artemy's look of genuine surprise does betray his professionalism.
"Ah, and, you are?" He asks, trying to regain his composure. "Can I help you?" He's trying not to be judgemental, but he's unsure if his brews and potions will work on him.
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He's busy brewing some tinctures so he has his back to the front of the clinic. It takes him a minute to finish, turning around to face First Aid, and, while he does try to remain professional, Artemy's look of genuine surprise does betray his professionalism.
"Ah, and, you are?" He asks, trying to regain his composure. "Can I help you?" He's trying not to be judgemental, but he's unsure if his brews and potions will work on him.