Cleaning up after a hospital often ended up with having a lot of odd and potentially dangerous or unsanitary substances on one's hands, and he felt as if he was the only one working sometimes. Gerard knew he should have put up some warnings as to the slippery substance on the ground. Maybe some sort of sign with a 'caution' written on it or something so people wouldn't fall as much. Now that he thought of it, that could help less accidents happen.

He looked at the man who had fallen, and tried to help him up, "Are you alright, sir?" he looked at him and saw that it was his boss. Well, he thought, now I'm definitely going to be in some trouble. Gerard needed, or at least felt that he needed everyone to like him. Especially his superiors, since he wasn't quite sure who was directly in charge of him.

"I am dreadfully sorry, Mr. Keene." he took his wand out of his pocket and said a spell, attempting to clean the substance up faster. Couldn't have anyone else slipping in it. He didn't know many cleaning spells, but he had his own set that he'd learned specially for the job, from his father or that he already knew from four years of Hogwarts.