Arcade didn't look up from his work, pre-war books cracked open all across the table, hand scribbling away as he took notes- or critiqued notes he had already written down just the other day.

"Hey, there. If you're looking for medical help, try the other doctors. I'm just a researcher." He laughed under his breath, taking off his glasses for a moment to rub his eyes. "And not even a particularly good one."