A soft chiming rang through the clinic, and Bastet's ears twitched. Hm? Who would be coming in at such a late hour? She glanced at Joseph and Mist. "Don't move,"she instructed. "Not that you can. But really. Just because I leave the room, does not mean you can get up and go where you please." She was rather fond of Mist. She reminded her of the little ones back at the menagerie, Pooky and Bumblebee. She softened her gaze long enough at the two to show she was being kind, then turned, and briskly walked down the hall to open the doors to the clinic.
Apparently, the rest of the people had gone home. They're minor wounds and cuts and scrapes just weren't that serious. They had probably decided to treat them themselves. She pushed open the door that led to the waiting room, and paused, eyes scanning for the one who had rung the bell. "Eh?"she asked, when she saw a large man, larger even, than her, towering in the middle of the room. He was...Tall. Well, that was her first impression. She was merely 5'6, and here he was...6'4. She looked up to him, wings fluttering in surprise.
"Er...Good evening, sir. I am Bastet, the doctor here. How may I...?" She trailed off, noticing his nose. "Oh dear,"she crooned, falling into 'doctor mode,' and hurried forward to take the handkerchief away from him. She inspected his nose, not daring to touch it. "What happened here?"she asked, peering up at him. She was standing very close, on her tip-toes so she could see his nose clearly.