It's a miracle he understands what she's saying, or maybe not because he can be a pretty speedy talker himself. Tonight's just not one of those times, bedridden as he is.

"I don't care much for soup," he shrugs. See, he can lift his shoulders to shrug? "I got it, do what Dr. Cameron says," relenting, and taking mental notes on Cameron. Eden's next. "First time I seen you around," he says, a fishing line for her name.