Newheart just followed Murdoch on his run until he came to a halt and turned to address the Lt. He knew about the cyborgs morning runs of course, they were almost a legend on base when Murdoch decided to do one of his marathon runs. But not hearing the muster call and having to chase him down was not a good thing. Setting the cart into park, he sat back and waited to see what the Lt would say, his eyebrow cocked at an angle.