Humming thoughtfully to himself, G nodded. Being used to not sleeping much was one thing. Avoiding the subject usually indicated something that was not normal, no matter how used to something a person was -- like his nightmares. The catnapping, he admitted to that when cornered into admitting something personal. But, the nightmares he danced around with everyone but Sam. If Abby was avoiding speaking about specifics, he was inclined to agree with April's suspicions. "You're probably right. But, try to get her to talk to you and agree to the tests. If you run into any problems, you're well within your purview to bring someone else, like the Director into this, if you think it's serious enough."
Shaking his head, he frowned slightly at her next question. "That sounds like a topic for an entire lecture. What regulations are you interested in specifically?" G wasn't a medic. He might know quite a bit about the way things worked, but he didn't have the military medic's handbook, if there was such a thing, memorized.