[WATER IN FACE, SPUTTER]

... I am not fond at all of this particular function.

[Wall is asleep on deck 13, surrounded by half-eaten flowers. His communicator thinks it would be hilarious to spray him with water. The bushbaby is not amused.]

I most certainly do not appreciate the water in my face! I had been napping, I'll have you know!

[Pause, followed by irritated chirps and eye-rubbing noises.]

It is in my eyes!