"A need verging on universal, among academics and others alike." This look, cast smoothly sideways, fixes squarely on the doctor. "Although experience would suggest we have the market cornered."

There is, of course, a little gleam in his eye. If one cannot occasionally rib a companion, it asks, what good is there in having any? It's not even really an insult, besides—while there are outliers, it would still be fair to say that everyone likes to be understood now and then—but Stephen Strange, specifically, very much does enjoy attention and his little friend here is not afraid to say it.

Speaking of him, he's got himself together now, crutch snug under his arm and all, radiating a silent, Shall we go?