Well, that was rather irritating. Couldn't the fool have vomited onto the floor, or some other easy-to-clean surface? Kabuto still isn't alarmed by the other's reaction; he merely finishes the page he's reading and underlines something to reference later. "A proper lab table and restraints," he says, more to himself than the other, standing up and moving in to examine him without touching him or leaning down. "What seems to be the problem, Uchiha-san?"