Henry glanced at his stick, then at Iris. "Ah. Well, thank you for clarifying..." he said, the urge to be sarcastic suddenly rising with the kind of fierce intensity usually reserved for killers who heard voices in their heads.
"So you...you're in snakes?" he asked in an attempt to change the topic. He then gave a short laugh. "I, uh, I phrased that strangely. You work with snakes, with reptiles? Study them, care for them? Dangle mice for them? Listen to their take on world affairs?"