Rich looks down at their joined hands, and he struggles to come up with an explanation, maybe an excuse, as to why this feels familiar. He's still trying to keep his breathing steady, but the panic seems to creep in with every piece of scenery his eyes catch. The question certainly doesn't help.

"No! I don't know where I am! One second I'm in a cafe, and every time I blink, I'm in some hospital I've never seen before in my life? And you're there, but I met you a couple days ago! Tell me I only met you a couple days ago!" He suddenly finds himself squeezing Jeremy's hand as he pleads with him.