Uuuugh; he makes a face and rubs at his cheek with his sleeve. "--Cain, knock it off... I'm beginning to wonder if those experiments left you brain damaged or something."

He pushes to his feet with a stretch, rolling a shoulder stiffly. That ridiculous punishment for neglecting sleep in your own bed after five days was beginning to irritate him. Pointless demonstration in authority...

"Have you had any luck with your research?"