Well, I mean. Considering my face is covered in cuts and bruises, I was pretty freaked out by that alone. [He's partly joking around, or trying to, anyway. He runs a hand over his cheekbone, wincing at how tender it is.] ... But yeah. Yeah, I, uh. It's fucking crazy to not know what you look like, right?

[He clears his throat.]

I'm sure it'll all come back. If we all forget a ton of crap, a lot of us have to remember again over time, yeah?