It's not that Howard's forgotten yelling at Anwei. It's just that he's ceased to care. So he sidles up to her terminal and leans against the wall as if he's dropping in on any coworker, rolling and unrolling the edge of his gloves.

It's totally creepy how Anwei's eyes move independently. Like a chameleon. A toothy, self-absorbed, prissy little chameleon. Just because he's 'over it' doesn't mean his opinion of her's much higher.

"What've you got over here? I've got nothing. I was going with 'bumped on the head' but now I'm leaning towards 'evil alien earthworm with mind control powers'." He's brought his clipboard over so he can share notes.