The doctor turns to face Hagetaka upon hearing her remark, visually appraising her in a manner that felt entirely clinical. He offers a shrug and a faint smile. "It makes some people more comfortable. Go figure." A reach into his medical bag brings out a clean stethoscope. He polishes the mirrored cone and the earpieces with a relatively clean portion of his shirt before putting them on and pressing the device to his patient's chest. "Now let's see if you have a heartbeat." He listens there for a few seconds, hmming with scientific interest.<br/><br/>The covered head turned to face Dyenes as her guest spoke, following her movements despite the barrier over his eyes. "Your voice..." He pauses to take a gulp of the water, drinking greedily as though it may soothe the roughness of his throat. "You're of the frostbloods. Hardy people who made a pact when the end was near." He slowly stood up, shuffling into conversational distance with her. "Your people survived. Now you, and others, must fulfill the pact." A gleeful grin spreads across his lips as he tells Dyenes of her purpose.