[There's a moment or two in which he just stares, bewildered, trying to fathom how Doyle's still alive. After that he forces himself to chalk it up to the strange physics of this world and opens the first aid kit, donning a pair of latex gloves--if those aren't enough of a barrier, he'll have to ask if Doyle has any insulated winter ones--and withdrawing a glass thermometer.]
I'm extremely surprised that you're conscious right now. Open, please. [He raises his hand to slide the thermometer under Doyle's tongue.]
[action] June 9th
I'm extremely surprised that you're conscious right now. Open, please. [He raises his hand to slide the thermometer under Doyle's tongue.]