"West? Kayne West, old earth musician? Nevermind. Adjusting visor to compensate for pupil dilation." He could try just adjusting the pupils but that's outside the neural lace. He's got his comfy little spot in Wash's head, needs to keep there.

"Rise and Shine, Wash." Audible, now, coming from a little gold hologram of an armored man hovering at his shoulder.