From where he's currently leaning against the wall, John watches the man grope around for his phone. His eyes aren't open, yet, so it can easily be taken as just the actions of a tired man who desperately wants his ears not to be assaulted. Because, yeah, that alarm is awful. Boss can't remember the last time he's had to wake up to one and never wants to again.

Anyway, it's not exactly substantial evidence regarding the strength of Kaz's eyesight. John casually slides the phone toward his fumbling hand, wanting the sound to go away as much as Kaz does. He's not really interested in playing coy or waiting for the man to fully wake up. As soon as the phone is in Miller's grip, he speaks.

"How bad is your vision now?"