Ambulon is momentarily startled by the voice. It's been a very tense day, and given his recent run-in with death, he's more on edge than ever before. At least he doesn't kick Glit, though that was honestly one of his knee-jerk reactions for a moment. He sighs, and it seems as if he is going to decline Glit's offer--

"I'm not even going to bother," Ambulon says and picks up the cube. He sits on the nearest slab and knocks back a huge swallow. The flow of patients has almost trickled to a halt. He can do this. "Thank you," he says after nearly downing the entire thing. "How are you holding up?"