"Yeah, I remember that part." He didn't think he'd ever forget that part. He was going to have nightmares about that part. As for the rest, he wanted to know, but he was also kind of glad that Roz didn't know. After all, he'd started down this fucked up path because he didn't want her involved. At least one thing had worked out for him. "Oh good. Owen's okay. That's good." He could add that to the long list of things that he hadn't thought about before. Of course Owen would have gone into that too. Just because they hadn't been in the same unit, he was stupid to think his friend would have passed up the chance to play hero too. There was something seriously wrong with both of them.
His mind was kind of wandering, but he forced himself to focus. This was important. "Trust me, this is an experience I never want to repeat. Or anything like it." He was done. He was so done with this. He was officially cleaning up his life from here on. Probably. Maybe. He tilted his head, the ghost of a very familiar smirk on his face and his voice gently teasing. "So... you were worried about me?"