"Buffy's brilliant," Martha smiled. "I didn't realize you were connected to her. She gave me my job back when I appeared... apparantly I was here before but I had no memory of it. She helped me find my way around. If you helped mold her into the person she is, well that speaks very highly of you." She got out the stethoscope and pressed it to his chest.
"We've been warned about Demons and the lot, told to steer clear," she dropped the stethoscope (still hooked around her neck) and pulled out the pendant. "Been told to wear these at all times, anti-possession charms, though I have to wonde, if a demon gets close, what'd to keep them from just tearing it off," she frowned slightly at this before picking up the stethoscope again.
She took in the various scars and knicks that seemed to dot the man's skin and she understood. "The unfortunate marks of the warrior," she said it with a genuine understanding. "I guess I don't have to tell you this but each of these are a story." She had a fair share of her own that she had gotten during the Year That Wasn't, they hadn't gone away - a side effect of being at the eye of the storm.
She stopped talking, listening to his heart. "Breathe in please," she knew he wanted to get out of there quickly. She would have to listen at the front and the back, and take blood pressure, and a bit of blood for testing.