Hey, it was way more than thirty minutes. It was a couple of hours of chaos, though he was put down very early into it. But he hasn't woken up in some time-- till recently, very recently.

Like, oh, opening his eyes now.

"...oh? You." He yawns, and then winces. Yeah, everything still hurts. But he watches the ex-robot clap, and says, "Yes, enjoy your moment of triumph. For-- a certain meaning of triumph. Perhaps schadenfreude? Yes, that's more like it."