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[The short answer was not really, but there were flashes of memory here and there. He'd gone to the rave and then... Lan Zhan carried him back to the room, he was pretty sure. And then... he'd taken a bath, for sure, because he was still in one of Lan Zhan's soft robes. The memories of being sick at some point were a bit clearer, toward the end of the night, he thought.]

Hmm. Well... not very much, I don't think... should I ask for a reminder or are some things best left forgotten?

[He laughs a little at that before stuffing the rest of the bun in his mouth and reaching for his bowl of congee.]