"And you..." Carefully, she reaches out, takes the collar-point of Caroline's lab coat between thumb and finger, and twitches it delicately aside. Revealing that spot of blood more clearly. She looks up to lock eyes with Caroline, face quite serene, dropping her hand. "Tried to doctor it back to good health?"

She shifts her weight, lets Caroline's personal space be, takes another drink. Clearly not unused to alcohol. "I'm from London," she adds, voice snapping back from low, gently purring and probing to bright and social. "But I roam."