"Maybe not?" You say while going to a scheduled medical examination throughout Fatui. And naturally they decided to hold it in the laboratory premises of the second harbinger of Fatui, Il Dottore.Well, now it’s time to donate blood from your finger and you are sitting in front of WebDottore, who is already holding a blade and a glass test tube in his fingers.

"No, it's necessary." He says tiredly and at the same time angrily. It was clear that WebDottore was not at all happy about having to collect blood when he could be dismantling machinery or cutting up corpses to study the diseases from which they died.

One moment and a sharp pain pierces the ring finger.Another moment and the phalanges of the fingers of one of the clones pressed the finger, squeezing blood out of them into the test tube. An instant and somehow the tip of your finger ended up in WebDottore's mouth.