Theodore definitely noticed the weakness in Mr. Abbott's grip, and noted that mentally. As he examined his potential patient, a quill and parchment floated in the air beside him, scribbling quickly to keep up with his thoughts. It was extremely useful not to have to dictate all of his findings aloud, which might concern the patient.
"Thank you," he said, when he'd finished, returning Hannah's smile. He moved to the table and picked up the files, briefly looking over them to confirm that he had come to the same conclusions as St. Mungo's staff before looking up at Hannah again. "Would you prefer to discuss this here, or somewhere else?"
He was happy to include Mr. Abbott in the discussion, though he wasn't getting the impression that the man would have much input. And Hannah looked as though she might need a bit of a break, perhaps a cup of tea from the cafe downstairs. But he was comfortable discussing this wherever she preferred.