He bites into his lip, watching her as if there's nothing else in the world he'd rather look at. His gaze is a little glassy, but as focused as it is in the lab, singular and unending. "Okay, so... What now?" Meaning, if not Rummy then what? At some point his playlist ended and now he's just staring, a little slack-jawed. He reaches for his drink too, polishing it off in two swallows.