[ ...whoa. Yeah, he's seen that look on his other's face, but it's a bit more unnerving when it's worn by someone in the same room who you're talking to. ]

I don't know, [ he admits, his left hand laid distressedly on the back of his neck. ] I mean, I saw him on the communicator. But then I just don't know. I turned off the feed and then I was halfway across the room.

...I think I f-forgot.

[ And he falters on that last word, because forgetting is something that happens to other people. ]