Antonin watched Orla as she closed the door. He knew from experience and observations that she wasn't one to usually waste time with social conventions and politeness. In fact, he rather enjoyed her blunt manner most days. So he was put off a bit when she used her bedside manner on him, although he didn't let it show in his face.
"Ah, Miss Bulstrode," he replied softly. "Yes, I've done a bit with her recently. Helping her deal with her recent loss during our plague episode, and all that."