[He shakes his head before leaning into Astarion's hand, squeezing his eyes shut.]

I'm fine. Just —[he swallows hard, offering Astarion a reassuring, albeit nervous smile]— a momentary panic. I forgot where I was. Forgot that I'd been rescued.

[He fights his anxiety, riled by his dreams, finally shaking it off as best he can. It's morning, and he has work to do. He notes how quiet the room is.]

What time is it? Is everyone gone already?