Sano sighed, eying Kilik. God, how he hated that honorific. Such worthless simpering and ass-kissing. But it was useful to him now, so he might as well use it.
"Mitsuru, I'll explain later. Doctor-I am unable to remove my clothing, you will have to do it." And oh, that glare made it clear-pull any shit and you'd have hell to pay, Dr. Strangelove.