[The touch tenses him up momentarily before he forces himself to relax. This is only weird if he makes it weird. Perfectly...normal to be naked in a sleeping bag with one of the strangest people he's ever met, that happens to have his face.

The question elicits a sigh from him, and he closes his eyes.]

I'll tell you the same thing I told Scratch: Nothing. I didn't do anything. I wasn't even in control of myself when I was taken here, not exactly. I thought it was the Dark Presence at work, but I don't sense it the same way I did before.