[Eleven what, sir?? Hypnos squints at him for a moment before he simply... gives up, he has given up, sighing shortly and indeed jotting down """five foot eleven""" with precisely that many quotation marks, because it is a fake measurement.]

You wanted to think really hard until the world changed, is that what you mean? [Mortals be crazy...] Have you tried, I don't know, actually doing something?

[NO... OFFENSE......]