Oh, he knows that look well enough. That's the same type of look that means that he's not going to win this argument, and he settles back on the bed, face a perfect study of both annoyance and resignation.

"Och."

He tries to wait patiently while Dr. Beckett is doing the scans - if nothing else, he has no idea if moving about will mess them up. Eventually, though, he winds up looking over curiously at the Life-Sign detector.

"Ye seem pretty comfortable with using that. Have ye been here awhile, then, and I've just not noticed?"