Patience nodded, closing his eyes. The warmth felt heavenly and his bones felt less chilled already. He felt like he was slowly coming back to life.
After a few minutes, he rubbed a hand over his eyes and sighed, "I was buried. Because you're wondering. In a cemetery. Someone called for help down an alley, and..." He trailed off, his fingers going to the back of his head where the scabs still clung to his hair. His immortal body had healed itself, but the area still felt a little sensitive.