[Mithrun doesn't move - just lets Kabru adjust around him, his eye tracking him.] What do I have to make you wonder?

[And... he nearly scoffs.] You really must have been drunk, [he murmurs, and moves on from there with a shrug.] It's fine. Since I wasn't there, it's... probably better I know what happened than not, right?

[It's not quite the same; he's still missed a lot. But it feels, just, a little bit less like he's been cut off from his own life if he at least knows what he missed.]

I suspect we're both going to have to get used to catching the other up for a bit... though it's likely to be a stranger experience for you, telling me things you remember me being there for.