Halsin has settled back in his office. Gone are the silver adorned cloths that he wore in the lecture to show his station. He is once again back in simple clothing. Soft and clean with a medic's white jacket draped over his shoulders like a cloak. His hair has even been let down from it's messy bun back into the flowing braids he's known for.

He wasn't actually expecting anyone to come talk to him but he'll never turn anyone away. He makes to the door and opens it, looming over the bandit who had been in his Puberty seminar. His smile is soft and he steps to the side to welcome the other in past the door to his office.

Inside, there is all the clutter of a mad-scientist's lab, with beakers and burners and all sorts of strange liquids in colorful containers. There is a large desk filled to overflowing with medical papers and charts. The examination table sits in the middle, perfectly clean and clear. Cabinets are near to bursting with gauze and supplies. In the far back of the room, behind a set of bookshelves is another door. There are no windows, but there is a sign that says "Private".

He gestures to one of the chairs near the desk. His own chair is massive behind it. He doesn't sit, but instead leans a little against his desk. "Ah, the curious student from before. You can keep the door open if you wish, if that makes you comfortable. But please have a seat."