Not the sort to take too long a break, Jacob feels more at home with himself now that the helmet is back on, and that unthinking lunch time is gone. If he would just take a moment, sit there a day, two days, an enforced vacation, perhaps he might get a different biochemical perspective on the mandates of his consciousness, and just take off that suit (this is his last chance), and head back to work, or the hospital, or church, or school, or just into the city, which has all these and lots of nice stores to look into also.