Myron had arrived and was hunting Heath down absently, strolling around until he located the guitarist and leaning himself up in the doorframe to watch him. He'd heard about the Ministry thing and he wasn't even sure where to start with addressing that one, nevermind the fact that the rest of the band had apparently already chewed Heath out for it.
No, Heath knew that what he'd done had been potentially fatal and that the band were relieved to see that he was okay - right?
He didn't know, but he didn't want to flog a dead horse so to speak. "So you've got a new song?" he asked, getting right in there.