Grif sighs and rolls out of pose into a true lazy sprawl on his back.

"We have a lot of catching up to do on technology," he says, the joke just manifesting out of the other like nothing awkward has happened. He has no idea.

"And honestly? Thank god. No alarm clocks in our new and better civilization."

Ugh, there's still more work to do, though. But maybe not right now? He doesn't want to get up.