Yeah. You'd think.

[ his eyes flick up briefly to the ceiling. ma'am. ]

... 's one of the things lost, though. I can't communicate with - what I'd usually do. Can't sense anything. I should've known these fucking things [ he gestures vaguely in the direction of his clown make up ] were coming, but I didn't. Maybe that's why.

[ which. cool! hate that. ]

Well. Complaining's not gonna get us shit about it.