[Michael would definitely be appreciative to know that he falls into the category of people that Oren can deal with. He's not sure he would want to see what Oren would be like when he's impatient with someone.]

Oh, uh-- scrambled should be fine.

[He rubs at the back of his neck. A beat or two passes.]

I guess I should tell Iona that if she ever needs to drop my unconscious body off somewhere, she should just toss me back at my apartment. I'm sure I could wake up enough to at least unlock the door and stumble in. [He gives himself that much credit, at least!]