"It wasn't Ziggy, in case you worried about that. The ghosts on the ship started possessing people. Passengers from a previous voyage. Guy riding you was a real asshole, but he wasn't you, couldn't fake being you. He did...a lot of shit. They all did. Last night, Halloween party, they mounted a coordinated attack. Had to be killed, in order to free everyone. So, you're waking up from being dead."

That's perhaps not the most thorough highlight reel in the world, but he can answer questions from here. You know, while he combs his fingers through Jeff's hair and peppers his forehead with kisses and just...tangles into him in that comfortable way that they fit together, like one organism with two beating hearts.