man, and YOU thought it took effort to get going in the morning. Like if you were a member of the Adeptes Astartes, augmented with the genetic material of the immortal god-emperor himself, you couldn't even put on pants without putti flitting overhead carrying banners. And breakfast would probably be Skull Flakes again (stays ideologically pure in milk!), as it had been for your past 4 decades of service. Fortunately your Inscrutabulum Caffeinum organ dumps coffee directly into your bloodstream.