[ He's in the middle of pouring more coffee for himself with the ladle, as Qubit settles down beside him. It's more to keep himself busy, he probably shouldn't be drinking it, not if he expects to get any sleep tonight. Hell, he's practically vibrating in his own skull as it is. ]
Sam.
[ Setting the ladle back in the pot, he takes the hand instead, and gives it a firm shake. ]
no subject
Sam.
[ Setting the ladle back in the pot, he takes the hand instead, and gives it a firm shake. ]
Professor? What do you teach?