Medic is hunched over his desk, so engrossed in his work that he doesn't notice the doors swing open to his lab. His brow is furrowed, mouth pulled into a frown, only coming to his senses when the doors loudly shut. With a sigh, Medic turns around in his chair, expecting to see Soldier or Demoman coming in to get yet another injury healed. His face becomes entirely more open when he realizes that isn't the case. "Ah, hello! How may I help you?"