[Absolutely preaching to the choir. He's had enough of scientists trying to take him apart for one lifetime and afterlife.]

....You see? Guy with a mood alert on his head, guy that's red... [He motions to himself.] Screw normal. We already have this to deal with. Now I gotta go see if someone will let me into my room.

[Because he couldn't be lucky enough to wake up to his ticket being on his person. He moves around Simon to go out the door, but holds it with the heel of his foot as he waits for him to follow. Assuming he doesn't want to stay in a strange room.]