"Hard at work?" Zouichi had decided earlier to drop by and see how things were going in Medical, maybe catch Howard or Anwei in a spare moment. He looks around. "It's emptied out quite a bit since I was last here."

Alan Turing is perched on Zouichi's shoulder once more. In fact, more of his feathers have grown in by now; he now looks like he's in the process of transitioning into a rather handsome bird. Also: he knows it, at least from the look he casts Howard before returning to preening his feathers.