I know, I know. God, believe me... This is all the weirdest shit.

[But now that his hand is in Jane's, he clasps it tightly, reassuring as he looks into her eyes.]

There's no explanation that won't sound completely crazy right now, so let's just... I mean, the important thing is you're okay. But you don't remember - You don't remember before, do you? Rehab or anything? You're from that night...