Which is precisely the problem. He can already feel himself wilting in the equatorial heat. It’s too early to go soft. He’s only been awake for six or seven hours. There’s work to be done. He forces himself to stand up at attention, and the effort makes him break a sweat so palpably that he almost expects to moisten everything within a radius of several meters. "I would enjoy sharing a ride to the hotel with you," he says, "but I have one or two errands to run first."