"Flowers, yes!" Yes, he's sure that one was in the mainframe database! It's all coming back to him now! Or, well, it's coming back in fragments and scraps and pieces but good enough, right? Absolutely, right.

"Am I?" he says, genuinely alarmed. He looks down and grins, wide and slightly manic. "I am! Look at that! Not dead, all standing upright and - and - "

He seems to deflate somewhat.

"Well, tell you what," he says delicately, now wobbling uncertainly, "er, I'm actually feeling rather, erm, rather tired, you know. So why don't you just - go on ahead and I'll just, ah, wait here in case the, um, the, the flowers, you know...decide to, uh, to come over here."