"... I. Um. Yeah. I don't know... what's going on entirely. I have some guesses, but..." Guh. He hates holding information back. Even if his head really, really hurts...
"Can I... are you going to be okay? Whatever's... going to happen once we get there. Are you going to be okay? Because you made it sound dangerous..."
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"Can I... are you going to be okay? Whatever's... going to happen once we get there. Are you going to be okay? Because you made it sound dangerous..."