He makes some weird, halting, high-pitched noise that might have been trying to pass itself off as a laugh.

"Really?" he says, because even in this - this weird-as-all-fuck mess, Jay apparently can't keep himself from stating the fucking obvious. "Yeah. No. I figured that out for myself, funnily enough."

He runs one hand through his hair, still staring numbly at the miniature version of his - sort of - friend.

"You just - wake up like this?"