"... Good point." Chuckling, he tilts his head, actually kind of... relishing the hangover. It's not so bad that his head is pounding, even though he can't remember much of last night. Part of him wants to ask - being unable to remember his own memories is even stranger than hearing others' - but at the same time... it doesn't really matter. "How are you feeling? Not too hung-over, I hope...?"