"Sh...Shadow?" he asked, eyes focusing on him as the lights came on. He pushed himself up as he realized he was in his bed in his cabin - a place he saw little of most of the time - with no memory of how he got there.

No memory but quite the nascent headache.

"I... do not understand the question. Confusion is a natural part of learning that drives us to try to understand more, that drives research and experimentation. Why wouldn't I be able to handle confusion?" he asked. He was utterly lost as to where that question came from.

But... shadow was talking to him, and he didn't want to lose that. Desperately didn't want to lose that.