[It probably says a lot to all kinds of unhealthy things that the presence of his partner is enough to settle him quickly. Either that, or it's just something normal after what happened.]

[... which he's still not sure about.]

Of course we did. Failure is never an option, after all.

[Though the question dims his growing smirk. He actually frowns.]

The last I recall is falling down, embarrassingly enough. Then... it's a bit confused. I don't suppose there happened to be any billboards with phone numbers on them overhead, hm?

[Because that would explain the weird number dream. If he'd hit his head, which he suspects he did... who knew what his brain would cook up?]