The sudden shift in Rishi's speech pattern doesn't go unnoticed... and judging by the leer twisting its way across the colonel's lips, it's not going to go unacknowledged, either.<br/><br/>"Of course it's hot, Specialist. We're at the edge of a hot zone in the middle of the summer..." The man chuckles slightly, and his finger twitches against his still-holstered pistol; but his free hand does give the elf a dismissive wave. "Please, make yourself as comfortable as you need. I promise you, you'll be able to rest and recuperate soon."<br/><br/>The man's voice<em>sounds</em>sincere; but vaguely, Rishi becomes aware of a slight flush spreading through his cheeks as he talks, and he seems to be getting a bit more antsy in his chair. Nothing too obvious; an extra twitch of the ankle here, or a crack of a knuckle there. And they do seem to be getting worse as he continues to sip on his coffee...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">The continuous Con test is still going for Rishi, but she's also got the opportunity for a judge intentions check now that he's started to talk more.</div></div>