"Thank you." She blows on her coffee and takes a small sip before setting it down on the cofffee table. Hopefully there's a small space that isn't covered by important papers, but she's used to tables covered in paperwork. She'll manage.

She wraps the pressure cuff around his arm and inflates it. "And your cough, when did that start?" Then she falls silent as she slowly loosens the pressure on the cuff, watching the gauge and counting to herself.