As you walk into the examination room, you notice a man with his back to you, appearing to be working on something with his sleeves rolled up. It was Medic, more particularly the Medic from the BLU team: Fritz Ludwig. He would soon turn to face you, flinching slightly, a palm on his chest to calm himself

”Ah, hallo. Zo you need anyzing?”

The German accent in his voice was moderate, and it was somewhat stern; monotone-like. He looked... Serious and frustrated about something...