[He's brought the vial with him, though he imagines if she has no use for it right now, she can simply take it back later. It's set aside on the nearby stool, and he moves to take the indicated seat. First, though, he's shrugging it off his long coat, for he imagines that's only going to get in the way of getting a proper blood sample from his arm.]
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Shall I roll up my sleeve for you?