Leaning in on his toes, Heinz folded his arms. Not with skepticism or mistrust, but with a genuine interest. Professional, unprofessional, what did it matter? Company was company, no matter what form it came in. To that look, a simple smile is granted before he moves on to their 'professional' deeds.
"Bunsens...? Sure, got plenty of those! Uh..." The medbay was still foreign to him; whirling his body around and itching at his neck, Heinz eventually focuses on a drawer to rummage in. "Wait there, just a second."
Without so much as asking what the RED was working on, the shorter of the two soon got to work. God, so many of these were broken... could take a while, small talked seemed like the best way to idly pass the time.
"Is... your hair natural, by the way?"