He's used to hearing his name down here. He's not all that used to hearing it called quietly and almost nervously, and that pulls his attention to the woman who has come down here. He can't exactly tell the twins apart, having spent little time in the vicinity of either, but the clothes suggest it's the more serious one.

"Genevieve, yes? Come over." There are a few people scattered around, a table full of students, a volunteer rolling bandages, another handing out potions to a harried-looking woman, so his voice carries well enough from the table he's making a few other potions at. "What brings you here?"

She doesn't look seriously injured, which has him very curious about why she chose the Clinic in Darktown and not the Infirmary in the Gallows.