Standing out is the purpose of the sign, to make it clear in an emergency where help can be found. Otherwise the clinic is a little tucked away. There's a well-lit if snug little waiting area, with a small counter behind which a robot stands. In contrast to Blaze, it has a thin rectangular head with a single optic and no other facial features, but the same symbol from above the door is painted on its chestplate and there aren't any clothes to disguise just how gaunt its limbs are. It folds its hands and looks at them attentively as they approach.

"Our Vanguards aren't the kind to turn down friendly help," Blaze says, albeit with far more assurance than experience. "And yeah, it's good practice. Hah, that and arena matches in the Crucible. Hey there," she adds to the desk frame. "We've got a new arrival to the City, needs a standard check-up and inoculations."

"Of course." The frame's voice is pleasant and slightly feminine, although the electronic edge is much stronger than an Exo's. It taps at the console beside it. "Just a moment, please."

"Be right with you!" calls a male voice from behind the screen, because the clinic is really too small for any privacy when it's quiet.