[He closes the door behind him to keep the cool air in, before moving to find a spot to sit on the floor. Which is taking some getting used to, even if he has since fancy floor-chairs now instead of just cushions.]

Don't worry about it. I was among the kidnapped last month, so... I'm just still recovering from that.

[Which isn't wrong, but it isn't why he looks like shit.]

So. Do you have a preference? I'm not going to bite you anywhere it'd be too dangerous to do so.