HellHoundWoof said
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He didn't present any muscular tics, neither he seemed to be fat enough to be a cretin, so likely he had aphasia, of the expressive kind. Although it would require a qualified doctor to see if this deduction was right, there was a quicker way to see if this man was an aphasic or not, opening his skull and seeing if there was a hole in the broca section of the brain. Of course, Bernabé would never do that, as it would be the same as killing and she didn't have the license or equipment, but she approached the index finger to the head of the half-ling and with the nail she rhythmically hit the side of his head, expecting an almost imperceptible vibration that would prove that in was hollow in that area.
However, she was most surprised to see how her prediction was wrong, and instead she found other thing, a head lice now attached to the nail of Bernabé, who got disgusted and initially though of throwing away, but on a second though she took a strip of adhesive tape out of he pocket and enclosed the parasite in it, then she kept it inside her pocket.
"Hm... This man is inoffensive, but only when he doesn't forget to take his pills. Maybe he has escaped from a mental institution, give me a second until I call the police."
It took more or less four minutes for the police to arrive and get the man inside the vehicle. Bernabé drank the last sip of her coffee and then talked to Cassius
"Well, Mister Hale, shall we get inside again?"
She then put her hand inside her pocket and felt the strip with the lice and though to herself "Got your blood"