He does put both hands at his hips at her news. He has already seen Pyotr's injuries, and knows for a fact that he, and his memory, are both fine. Artemy wonders if she's doing what policewomen do sometimes, falsify information to see how a suspect reacts.

He has been in the Army. He's been in trouble with the law before even. He knows a little bit of how this works.

"If you wish to get down to it, I have no qualms with doing so." He says, politely enough, but still with some amount of seriousness behind it, with force of will, "I assume you have ascertained that this is my clinic, and I am indeed a surgeon and physician here in Pumpkin Hollow, and a good one at that. I have evaluated Pyotr's welfare myself since our altercation and I saw nary a scratch on him, nor did I see any signs of even a minor concussion. Though I would certainly be interested in speaking to the physician who examined him and seeing that report myself."

If such a thing exists, it's unsaid, but his voice carries the assumption- he knows it does not.

"As for my potential danger to other citizens of Pumpkin Hollow- I am afraid that it would be unprofessional of me to self diagnose to begin with, and on top of that, I am no psychologist. If you wish for me to be examined by one, I will comply. Unless, you had something else in mind... Miss?"