Shep pulls off the black sweatband and offers up his arm.

He makes a face about having to wear the brace, even if it does make sense, but it also meant explaining to all the freshman what happened to him. "Yeah, I suppose that makes sense."

"Oh, hey did I hear somewhere that you, like everyone else I've met in the past... several years... want samples of blood from those of us who aren't," - he mimed the quotes - "'quite normal' in the DNA Department?"