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With Jim helping you sit up, you attempt to stand, but just as yesterday, your atrophied muscles don't support your weight and the attempt falters. "That's OK, recovery is done in baby steps" says Jim. He guides you through another uneventful round of physical therapy. You notice some distaste in his expression as he tries but largely fails to avoid stepping in the giant puddle of piss, but he doesn't complain. You consider trying to pee on him again, but again, your empty bladder makes it a no go. Upon finishing the exercises he gives a few words of encouragement and leaves.

A short while later another man walks in with a mop and bucket. Somberly, he wrings his mop and sloshes it through the puddle. It's obvious even to you what his profession is. To the best of your recollection you've never met a janitor before. Though he seems to be paying no attention to you, curiosity inspires you to start a conversation.

>Ask him if he enjoys his job and how much he gets paid

>Ask him if piss is his favorite kind of mess to clean up

>Ask him if he wouldn't mind giving you a prostate massage with that nice sturdy mop of his

>Don't bother him, he's clearly hard at work