[ Hop hop limp-limp owowow.] No. Lasting. Harm. Done. [gritted teeth] Someone left one of the cold boxes out, it was in the way and I stubbed my toe.

[ The content of one such box is deposited on the table: a slab of very red raw meat. ]

That's up to you. My--Percival, one of family back home, never found a time where coffee wasn't appropriate. [which did not help his bad sleep habits in the slightest] The moon is.. well, no longer at its high point, but I can never predict how long it'll last here. To be honest, I haven't been hungry, which probably means I should eat something, and since I'm not sleepy..

[a shrug, then a gesture at the ingredients: mushrooms, some onions and carrots, and of course the meat; next to them lie a number of long skewers]