[Skulduggery's surprise is fairly clear to parse, in the way his focus seems to sharpen once more in a startled sort of way; Jade evenly returns the look finally being directed properly his way, expression impassive in turn--though the frown that's remained settled on his features up to this point does quirk briefly into an entirely humorless smile, for a moment, at the implied question he gets in return as an answer.]

You received eleven months of memory and a swap of your skull in the span of an instant, Skulduggery. This is not a normal thing that any one person could possibly be used to experiencing.

[To say nothing of just what might have transpired, for him, over the course of those eleven months either...Jade certainly couldn't begin to guess. But even if they were the most mundane eleven months anyone could possibly have, the fact still remains that getting so many memories rather abruptly jammed into one's head in the passing of a blink...might, perhaps, be just a tad overwhelming.

You know, if he had to take a guess.]

Or would you rather I'd have wasted my last question with something more standard and useless, like "Are you alright"? As if we don't both know the answer to that already. [Clear enough that the damage is there, after all. Considering...] You didn't seem particularly certain as to whether even four weeks of vacation would be enough...or am I wrong?