[ he's grateful for that, and slides the cuff off on his own, handing it over as he leans forward to peer at the datapad, a hand distractedly entertaining Courser for the moment. all seems normal, nothing strange there. the 'rank' bit seems interesting, but something he'll worry about later.
nodding, the datapad's handed back, approved, and andyr's eyes immediately snap to the vial of blood again, when adrien reaches for it, watching where it goes carefully, like it's one of those 'guess which cup the coin is under' games. hopping down from the edge of the table, he's following close behind, eyes wanting to skim around, but he's more concerned with keeping them trained on where the vial's going.
once they're in the sectioned off area, he pulls up a chair or a stool from somewhere, close to where adrien is working, and settles in it to watch all that's going on with the tests. eventually, speaking up curiously. ]
So is that it for the physical? [ if so, that's the shortest and least invasive one he's ever had.
no subject
nodding, the datapad's handed back, approved, and andyr's eyes immediately snap to the vial of blood again, when adrien reaches for it, watching where it goes carefully, like it's one of those 'guess which cup the coin is under' games. hopping down from the edge of the table, he's following close behind, eyes wanting to skim around, but he's more concerned with keeping them trained on where the vial's going.
once they're in the sectioned off area, he pulls up a chair or a stool from somewhere, close to where adrien is working, and settles in it to watch all that's going on with the tests. eventually, speaking up curiously. ]
So is that it for the physical? [ if so, that's the shortest and least invasive one he's ever had.
not that he's complaining. ]