Victor groans softly, his eyes starting to focus and look in the same direction again.
"Physically or mentally?" He asked before coughing, still catching his breath. "Doesn't matter, the answer t'both is no. Either something's messing with my brain, or there was a friggin' leprechaun up there."
"Your hair looks nice with the sun shining through it though." Yup, must've hit his head.