You're getting quite demanding in your old age, Hershel.

[heavy sigh. oh my god he needs to stop sighing, he sounds like a deflating paddling pool. he nods appreciatively to heiji, though he seems a little tense when he sees the strip of grey fabric, even more so when heiji starts cleaning his arm with it. ugh, touching.]

You look like you're having fun with this. [he's being poked and prodded by teenage doctors this is madness.] You're not enjoying this, are you? I feel like a cadaver.