He gave a shrug, not really concerned.<br/><br/>The explosions, massive electricity groundings, and crashing metal noises likely kept anyone from checking in on him. He was fine, the minions were enjoying themselves like they rarely had before. And since it was never going to 'finish,' it was a perfect project for the minions. It was already working, but they could continue to improve it and run it until someone tried to do something stupid with it.<br/><br/>Still, the next day, he woke up to the sound of a massive lightning strike. He rolled out of bed, used an auto-syringe on his left shoulder, before getting cleaned up and dressed, and wandering out to find out if the woman they had rescued had blown up the medical wing.