Haroun, what the hell are you doing in the hanger with a sprained back? We had you soaking in ice water last night to stabilise your internal temperature, and here you are doing your best to aggravate yourself again. Go. Rest. Now.

Nathan, same goes for you. Close the lap top, take a couple of those pain killers I gave you and go back to bed, or I'll have Moira do it for you.

Don't make me come down there.