He sighed as they took the trip to the nurses office. He went into the elevator and was going to cross his arms and remembered that wouldnt work. His stomach growled again. "So you actually liked me, for me... That explains the screw up then. That was so out of character for me....I think I need to relax at some point. I am not sure if I will be able to... Even if I get back to my own eating schedule and rest.... I dont think I can relax. Not until every trace of Tristan is gone... Then maybe I can go on vacation. Visit this planets many beaches and have fun....oh wait... This planet has no beaches. I blame that on Tristan too." He said. He then figured he would try and eat something more filling when he got to his quarters. "Well at least you got a shirt to change into.... I donated my clothes to the people who needed them. Grew tired that I lived in days of luxury while they couldn't." He had the kindness but he was an idiot when it came to other matters. "Can you imagine me running my own tower?... That would be a disaster. Would liked bulldoze the city and rebuild the homes. Give these people a better life style. Same with the tower. Those below live in worse standards then those at the top. I couldnt sleep in a comfy bed without feeling bad." He said. He remained quiet and stared at his reflection. For a minute he thought he saw his sister standing behind him. He turned around to see no one there and then back at his reflection. 

   He rose a hand up to his head and rubbed his forehead. Hallucinations?... Side effect of the drug perhaps. Best keep that to yourself. He began to rub his eyes. I hope it aint my crystal. That's all I need right now.