Heavily inflamed rheumatoid arthritis, plus a bit of accident-incurred nerve damage. I've got days where the meds work okay, and I'm just a little slower as I edit and re-edit, but this is a bad one. The cold weather's a bit soothing, though.
As for responding to your response to my responsive postulations...
Cheering charm therapy could induce difficulty to be as happy after years of the bolstering effect...or produce an inability to get negative emotions going, no matter how valid they are for the situation at hand. Or both. Up to you as to how pronounced, or existant, said effects would actually be, but...Valid objection. And of course, it could just turn him into a gigglingly happy suicider.
Galen, given his genre-savviness. Then again, being at ground zero could obscure the readings...
And it was less admiration of sharp senses, and more the quick, efficient, practical but absolute shut down of a Honey Trap interrogation. Even in otherwise excellent stories, they keep showing up, and playing out, even if the damage is minimal to nonexistant. And fanservice, while appreciable in moderate doses, doesn't automatically make an award winner. It's just nice to see the probable possibility acknowledged, then declined before playing to the hormones of the reader.