Moritz would hum out a tune to himself, tucking his pants into his boots and tying them up, standing up with a streach to pop his back, before looking over at you.

"Ach, Mein apologies, I did not hear jou come in, vat is it zhat jou need?"

The BLU's doctor would ask, adjusting his scarf a bit as he eyed you, waiting patiently.