[He's managed to sit up and is so dazed that he ignores the emotional content of his motivations entirely in favour of saving the brain power to concentrate on the matter at hand. Specifically, the hand that's holding up fingers. He squints one eye, swaying slightly.]
Phone. {headshake] ...That's not a number. Thhhhhree? I think there are three. Yes. [he rubs his head.] What on earth hit me?
no subject
Phone. {headshake] ...That's not a number. Thhhhhree? I think there are three. Yes. [he rubs his head.] What on earth hit me?