It's hard to say what the chances are, since he's kept himself, well... scarce since his accident. He knows he isn't the only one, but he's not sure how widespread it is. He just looks a little uneasy and doesn't offer up any answers for that particular question.

"You're Kenzi," he nods. That was the first thing he knew about her when she walked in. Her last name, though... That's a mystery to him. "It's probably normal to be so disoriented after an accident." It sounds as if he's assuring himself of that, though, not Kenzi. He doesn't even know what her accident was, after all.