Offices are the most normal thing to Viatorus. Waiting rooms, on the other hand, are not. It's rare that a Durant has to wait for anyone. Except another Durant. He tries to read WHOOPS! but it doesn't take long for his head to start hurting and he quickly sets it back down.

Honestly, he's relieved when he finally gets called through. After prying Isidor off his arm and convincing her to stay in the waiting room, he steps into the familiar office and shuffles over to the seat. He sits in the chair with a small huff and a disapproving look for the doctor across from him. He has thought long and hard about what he would say to the doctor the next time they met.

"In future, there should be a consent form and application for things like this."