This is Michael from some months back in the clinic waiting room at the base. I’d met them there when Monica was taking him in for an appointment. As we were in "exercise condition" I had to wear a reflector belt with my uniform (don’t ask–I really can’t explain the inanity of that one). Of course Michael wanted it, by which we learned his waist is roughly half the circumference of mine.
With his camo pajama bottoms, I thought he fit in really well. Cute, huh.