Who did this guy think he was? Her father? She bit her tongue, because she may have a bad attitude but she wasn't entirely stupid. Maybe Lou did not know enough about the good doctor to fear him, him being incognito and all, but she knew that someone trusted with the Special Ops team's health would likely be someone of some standing. Until she had decided for herself whether Dr. Milbury was someone who could be useful to her or not she wouldn't be openly hostile to him.
"Right," she said dryly, giving him an insincere smile as she briskly followed. The sooner they started, the sooner she could get out of here. She finally paid closer attention to the man, and what she felt gave her pause. What she felt was nothing at all. She could tell a lot of things through her connection with the blood, but she was getting absolutely no feedback from Milbury's blood at all. It was like he wasn't really there, and for a moment she considered he might be some sort of hologram, or perhaps a cyborg. She had never had a blank reading from someone's blood before, not from anyone alive. "Hm," she grunted softly to herself.
She looked around suspiciously. "Fine. What do you need first? Do you need to take actual measurements? I do believe I'm still one metre seventy-eight tall, and weigh in at ten point seventy-one stone."