Dr Gears was out on leave, and Iceberg attempts to work to the best of his abilities in the incredibly under-stimulating environment. He groans in annoyance as you enter, clearly more than a bit pissed.

“What? Gonna lay your paperwork on me?”

He folded his arms, blowing a piece of hair out of the way of his face. Though the anger may not be directed at you, it was certainly still there.