"What did I do again?" It had been a very long evening and his mind wasn't about to reboot anytime soon. He was perplexed. He could remember fighting with the whelp, could remember arguing and likely breaking something, but the what about and why for was evading him completely. "I'm sorry, I..." He was going to finish that sentence with don't remember but his own why started invading his mind again as the memories of what had just happened threatened to overtake his conscious mind again. He laid empty palms against closed eyes, the pressure bringing him back to the here and now.