Nodding back, Micah took up a pair of scrubs from the pile she'd laid out and held 'em up in a weak salutatory gesture. "As I'll ever be," he replied in the voice he reserved for trying to joke his way out of an uncomfortable situation.
He decided to try to keep things on the professional level so that things would be at least marginally less awkward for her. Wouldn't help him any, he didn't think, but what else was new when it came to him trying to do what he thought was best for her, even if it meant sidelining his own interests in the process? "Where do I scrub in?"
At the sound of another voice, Micah turned his head and gave the unfamiliar man a somewhat tight smile. "Nah, man, just trying to navigate this bitch," he said, nodding into the room purposefully away from Leto, so that it couldn't be misconstrued that he meant her rather than the room itself as 'the bitch.'