He was feeling more present now, and though he still didn't feel good he did feel as though whatever that was had passed — or was passing, or would pass soon, or something. He was getting through this, and he was still breathing.

"Yeah," he said, with another nod. "Yeah, I — thanks. For that." Rather inarticulate, but the best he could manage at the moment while his head was still spinning. She'd know what he meant, because she seemed to have locked in on what was happening right away, maybe before he'd even realized that there was something the matter.

"Sorry," he said after a moment. "I don't know — I don't know what that was. Sorry."