"Doctor." She corrects herself easily; she has manners, blunt as she might be. "Now is fine, if you don't mind a bit of informality." ... As she is still sporting some gore bits.

Indicating for Mina to follow her, Integra sends one employee on his way, and the other proceeds her into the building. She leads her down a hall and into what constitutes a break room, because there's a sink in it. Fortunately, Integra had pulled her long hair back into a high ponytail before she went outside, so the mess isn't that difficult. She shrugs off her coat and then tugs her gloves off, setting about minimizing the black-blooded spatter that lingers.

"What are your medical qualifications?"