Well, no, his pulse was fine, a little elevated, but that was probably understandable, given the three, no, four other hims, given the one that had just rolled in the window and the thump of the head against the baseboard had him rubbing the back of his own head, because whatever the reason, he remembered that knock and how he'd been seeing stars for a few minutes, but he definitely did not remember falling into the current situation.

"Okay, so, uh, obviously none of us have any idea what the fuck is going on right now, right? Show of hands? Anyone who knows what's going on, hand up, everyone else, hands down."