He'd have to be an absolute fool if he didn't realize what Leilani had hinted towards. Alas, he certainly was a fool when it came down to it, putting his work before any sort of euphemisms. So for now, he kept the polite veneer of a doctor and turned to flash her a polite glance in her direction. He was a doctor above all else and took his work far too seriously. It wasn't long until he took a glance back at her file and glanced over the list of vaccinations. His expression scrunched up a bit in concentration, it seemed she was caught up, which was superb for him.

Virgil crossed over to his supplies and took the stethoscope and a blood pressure cuff before he returned to face Leilani. A nod for her to raise her arm so he could fit the cuff snug. Once she agreed, he fastened the cuff's hose to the unit and rested the chest piece just below where the cuff cut off and began to pump up the cuff with his other hand. After what seemed like a few painstaking minutes, he finally stopped and allowed the cuff to deflate, and detached it in one fell swoop.

"112/65, looks good. Means you're maintaining fair health. I take it you exercise a fair amount and maintain a healthy diet?"

Small talk to brush off the prior pass she'd made at him. Virgil moved to return his equipment to the counter across the room and washed his hands thoroughly. As he was standing at the sink, Lani's words truly sunk in and he felt himself grow flustered. A cough to clear his throat, followed by a shut off of the water. Soon enough, he turned and leaned against the counter and eyed his newfound coworker (is that what they were technically?) and gave a nervous laugh.

"I'm sorry, Lani, I just realized what you meant. I, uh... Well, you're quite lovely but I'd rather not pursue anything of that fashion in my office."

It wasn't hard to spot the twinge of pink that came to his face as he looked away. Virgil wasn't exactly the type to approach one-night stands, especially with strangers. So the thought left him rather speechless.

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She was close. Perhaps a bit too close for his liking. Virgil felt his back brush against the countertop once more. Hands raised up in a form of defense as the blonde surprisingly managed to duck away from Leilani and her approach following the adjustment of his collar. The way he stuttered and couldn't even hold eye contact with her was enough proof that the attention was flattering in itself. But Virgil was a tough nut to crack when it came to more intimate matters.

"H-how about we get coffee instead?"

The suggestion came off sheepish and embarrassed. It was enough to show that he'd much rather take things slow. Sure, he enjoyed company with his fellow Orthrus members, but it felt dangerous to linger so closely to them in a more carnal way. They were like coworkers, and Virgil believed it taboo to sleep with a coworker. He was quick to attempt to recollect himself. A splash of water to his face and clearing his throat did wonders. Or it was at least enough to distract him from the situation at hand. What water lingered beaded into the stubble on his face and was soon wiped away.

"It's not that I'm not interested, I'd just prefer to get to know you a little more is all."

Little did he realize he just signed his death certificate with that statement. The fact he dared to acknowledge any interest at all was more than enough for anyone to sink their teeth into. A deep inhale, drawn back shoulders, all of it signaled that Virgil thought this little dance was over and done with. But in reality, it'd just begun. He took to the file and began to jot down what information he'd managed to gather and closed it.

Admittedly coffee did sound wonderful right now.

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