"Ad Victoriam Soldier, I'm here for my-"

Danse pauses and examines the optometrists office. The normally grey and sterile secure office was a mess, papers everywhere; and was that blood splattered on the walls?

Then, the only person in here didn't even look like a doctor, hell they didn't even look like they worked here or for the brotherhood of steel in general.

Danse shifts his focus to them, his power armor clanging as he comes in fully, "-For my.... eye appointment. Is this..a bad time?"