With nothing else to say, Falcon closes his eyes, and tries to relax. Hearing Raven fiddle with his phone is both an assurance he's still here, but also sounding uncomfortably close to the researchers fiddling with machinery. The feelings war with each other, until he opens his eyes again, frustrated. He tries to sneak a glance at what Raven's doing, but can't see anything from his angle.

"It is," he huffs in reply when Raven asks, "I used to enter sleep mode while charging to get it over with, or talk to- well. Before- well."

Before Shido got his hands on me.

"Before," he settles on. "I can't bring myself to, nowadays. Being bored is the preferable option."