[When the egg-shaped capsule opens up and finally lets him free, Art is still half waking, sitting up with a quiet groan. It's dark out, just the start of the evening, when even the hospital lights still are not all on yet. It'll take him a moment to become properly aware of the dim surroundings.
He could swear he heard someone calling, asking him to just wake up...]
[Once he eventually makes it back to the hotel, or just outside in the city, it might not be the particularly social happening as with others, but he can be spotted around, doing his best to settle back in quietly. Loser alert.]