Ryland takes a deep breath and runs his hands through his hair with a sigh. He looks at the museum employee with tired eyes. "I know. I'm sorry... I haven't been sleeping---, that's really not..." He hadn't slept more than an hour at a time some the discovery of those space dots. Everyone else was just carrying on like normal but not him. He'd been theorizing over and over. Ryland let out a heavy sigh and gave her unintentional puppy dog eyes.

"Field trips are stressful and that is my problem not yours. I'm sorry I called you lady Luthor... You've actually been very helpful with the kids in all this." He suddenly, carefully, patted his pockets, looking for one of his earth shaped hackey sacks.

This tended to happen often. Maybe it was his "sweet face" he'd been told that a few times. This rant has been a long one and he was desperately trying to remember the task he was supposed to do when he realized he had long since forgotten.

"and here I thought you were the nurse. Not to say that's bad---" he immediately corrected himself. "I meant like taking care of people and all... Helping... Uh... Have you tried maybe like," he shrugged, arms out, pulling a thoughtful face.