"No." He thinks. He's suddenly not sure. It's been ten years, people change. But not that much and he obviously still cares, he wouldn't just leave him here without at least telling someone where he was going. Right?

He could check, but he doesn't. Partially because he trusts him, partially because he's completely wiped out, he has nothing left. "No, he's here." He lies back down instead. "Where is here, by the way?" The events immediately leading up to his coming here are sort of a blur for him.