Theo's exclamation was shortly followed by a weight falling against his side as Iikka staggered into him, clutching at his shoulder for support with one hand with the other began groping about in the general region of Theo's face.

"Oh my god I know it's fake, what part of 'I'm concussed and violently hallucinating, call 911 before I die of cranial hemorrhaging' do you not understand?" Iikka's eyes were darting about the construction yard wildly, filled with immense confusion, until he finally settled for just glaring at Theo. "I'm seeing smoke and stars, there's this big damn piece of modern bullshit art that looks like a spaceship crowding up the starboard side, and the absolute worst fake alien ever is trying to give me a quest to save the Tasen from Zentraidon. While I get my suffering is amusing to you, this is pretty much the shittiest thing in the world and I know that if I don't get to a hospital stat, I am going to fucking die."

Iikka was surprising himself with how remarkably lucid he appeared to be. From past experience, usually concussions made him extremely drowsy and fatigued, and thinking difficult - he had to really strain himself to piece together a proper sentence. Which made him only all the more certain that something was horribly, horribly wrong - as though this were a final moment of clarity before complete oblivion. When he saw that he had somehow careened into Theo, instead of Jason - who was nowhere to be found - his confusion only intensified, accompanied shortly by fear and a profound sense of agitation.

"Where is Jason?" He asked Theo, his eyes widening in panic as his head whipped around. "Where the hell is Jason? Only friend I have in the world and he's gone. I'm going to die here alone and I can't believe you pissants are the only ones here." His voice was assuming a hysterical tone, and his entire body was tensing up.