"Wyatt patched me up. And this other guy, uh, Dr. John Watson. He gave it a look too." That doesn't mean Howard's looking good, but he doesn't want to imagine the kind of mess he'd be if he hadn't had medicine and people there to put him back together. "I looked sort of like Humpty Dumpty when Wyatt got to me."

And he drums his fingers on the folding knife in the rhythm of 'all the king's horses and all the king's men...'

"Yeah? What are you making?" He doesn't expect to actually be told, and if Bruce actually says it out loud here in the Arena, with cameras and microphones everywhere, then Howard will know that doctorate didn't come with an attached vial of common sense. In a sense, he's asking to see how Bruce reacts more than because he thinks it's anything worth knowing.