Sheridan nods approvingly a little more, then turns to the doctor. 'Isn't it nearly time for morning physicals and sessions?' The sun was rising in the sky like a rotten egg floating upward in a bowl of water, Sheridan thought.
"I would think so, yes." Increase says. "I should get inside, in any case." It wasn't that he was hiding anything. He was just trying to not be terribly obvious.
