And he leans forward enough to peer at said network device, confirm it's there. Then he flops back with a sigh and rakes a hand through still-damp hair. He's seen Marty smoke enough at the jump - and otherwise - that he isn't sure whether this particular session is a reaction to that or just Marty, being Marty.

"Mm, long time," he agrees, and tries to think of how long it's been - doesn't know, so. "Arima?" along with a brow raise.