Very easy, with the extra hand in the mix. It makes the process so much more efficient, and Cho pushes herself away from the desire to fill the silence, to fix it, in favour of just being quick about this. It makes it easier to slip into work-mode. This time, as she moves down the line, she closes each case. Hopefully everyone will be warm enough soon to be more alert and energetic, and she doesn't want to have to deal with a jailbreak up here. A lot of them are used to being able to roam her room freely while the door is closed. The snakes have all been fed recently, and shouldn't be interested in more food for a while, but why tempt things?

The activity is enough to get Marmalade to give up his perch on the incubator, which is warm, but not soft. There is a stack of lovely warm towels accessible, and he's very interested in that, and also in batting lazily at Hanzo's hand each time he comes to retrieve more of them for the other animals. Inside her case, the little purple kitten starts trying to climb out so she can go join him. She's not successful. "That's Marmalade," Cho says, pointing to the purring ball of ginger fur. "I can move him, if he's bothering you."