Oh. That's familiar, too. It's all making his head swim, all these far away thoughts just out of his reach. And the exertion of...whatever that thing he did was has him a little wobbly and winded.

He leans into this familiar stranger, hissing out a shaky breath as he tries to piece together his thoughts with the hints Casper is finding.

"Oceanview. The Oceanview Hotel. Number three, Cord Street.

What was I doing there...? Were you with me?"