Lev reaches down into his own pocket and fishes out the cellphone that's-for all intents and purposes-magically wormed its way home against his thigh. "I think I sort of have the gist of this," he waves it between his fingers with a crooked grin. He tucks it safely back in its home. "A lot happened. I don't want to cause you pain. I'm just grateful that you're here, and that you don't remember it."