[Yes, thank you all. Really, one would think if there were people dragged from all wheres and whens, there would be a guide to explain such things in plain King's English, and not...Whatever that little booklet printed on the ridiculously white paper is.

But he just stares at the wreck of the microwave a bit longer before responding, not bothering to glance over his shoulder. Despite what anyone might think, he's not remotely embarrassed about the situation, but more annoyed. Food, after all, is somewhat of a touchy issue with him still. The ability to eat moreso.]

P'raps if there was a better way of understanding this nonsense- [He waves the little instruction booklet in annoyance.] -things of this nature might nary have happened, aye?