Ah... no, thank you, Miles. I'll be all right. [Frankly Gregor would have to be in a wretched state indeed to answer anything else, it's so ingrained in him that he Must Be All Right or the Imperium itself stops functioning. All that pressure is why he'd left, but. That doesn't mean he feels he's escaped it.

Except he could, here. He could. It really does feel like freefall.]

It's just very... disorienting. Did you know there was minor flooding in the southern parts of Florida this morning? I actually started thinking about potential relief efforts to suggest to Minister Avalos before I was fully awake. It was a bit like, mm, waking up a second time.

I'm left wondering what to do with myself. [The sheen is wearing off his coffee shop job slowly but inevitably, leaving Gregor feeling a bit, well, useless.]