No.

[ the very immediate response to 'a more intimate exam', because everyone can keep all of their extremities and tools out of his person, thank you very fucking much. he already knows there was crime and recent trauma in his world, he doesn't need other people digging evidence out of him for it. granted, it's been a couple years since anyone'd had the balls to try that one in particular with him, adrien wouldn't find anything.

not that anyone in his world would care.

not anyone with a voice enough to do anything about it, at least. he's gone a bit blank while that train of thought is running through his head, staring blankly at the dissolving device he'd just been testing, before he blinks rapidly several times, and comes back to himself. ]

No, I don't need it. Just wanted to make sure I wasn't gonna be stopped on my way out for skipping the 'turn your head and cough' experience.

[ though he is glad to hear adrien will be helping him get the cuffs off. much as he's used to them, they're a constant source of tension for him. so long as that weight's on his wrists and his ankles, Andyr still feels like he's at war. ]

So. Any pathogens?