He just got done with a 6 hour shift at the medical ward, and it still did nothing. ΩK was still in effect, and he entirely blamed himself despite everyone's reassurances that he had nothing to do with it. The minute he got to his room and got his restraints removed by guards, he just plopped right onto his mattress on the floor. He had destroyed the bedframe. While working did help a bit, he still couldn't bear himself to study the pestilence anymore.