Cordial Checkup

A young woman's heels clicked on the wooden floor of a small clinic; and by small, it was cramped it poky. The members of Galdrabók simply hadn't expected a medicinal advisor and didn't have the room for one; as such, she was given the only extra space in the guild hall, which just so happened to be a slightly larger than average storage closet. Lucia had nearly tipped over a vial of an unknown clear liquid before quickly catching it as it fell off of the small table it was rested on; just as she had caught it, the door to the room creaked open and in the center of it stood a well-built man with blue hair. "O-oh, hello!" Lucia sputtered out, hiding the vial behind her back quickly.