[That'll do it. There's a slight jump at the "Remy" - the last time anyone woke him with his real name was before he left New Orleans - and he cracks one eye open. The bleary look falls away once memory switches back on and he stretches, trying to smoothly recover from the slip in his guard.]
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You finished everythin' already? That was fast.
[That couldn't have been more than ten minutes.]