"Pleasure's mine, trust me." Well, Armstrong's not the kind to go for a crushing grip anyway. "My organization has different methods, but... Basically, yes. I'll either make a complaint or talk to the doctors later. If I'm not 100% something else might be wrong."

Or the Cyberline could finally be wearing off, but so much in such a short time? He refused to believe it.

He stands back, hands on his hips, and scowls. Then shakes his head. Nothing to be done about it now. Worry later. After a moment, he just shakes his head again and moves his attention to Dojima. "How are you holding up?"