Hm whu-- [And then the napkin touches his face.] --Nightmares FEAR! [He's up, or at least sitting up. His eyes are wide open and feirce, one hand out and another up as if holding a weapon, poised.]

[And he blinks, pausing. A bit of whipped cream falls off his chin and onto his front. Still posed, he slowly just looks over to Liz.]