[His gaze flicks to the masked guy, because yeah... that's normal, and he tries not to make a show of rolling his eyes at the comment as he steps back to allow them inside, turning down the dim hallway in a brisk walk to one of the exam rooms.]
It's not uncommon for most of them to be packing something nasty. Take a seat.
[McCoy snaps on a pair of gloves and flips open a case, loading a small cartage into a cylinder object not too unlike a syringe. He doesn't hesitate jabbing one side of it to Anya's neck, and while there's no needle, it still stings a bit as the anti-venom is administered with a hiss.]
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It's not uncommon for most of them to be packing something nasty. Take a seat.
[McCoy snaps on a pair of gloves and flips open a case, loading a small cartage into a cylinder object not too unlike a syringe. He doesn't hesitate jabbing one side of it to Anya's neck, and while there's no needle, it still stings a bit as the anti-venom is administered with a hiss.]