[He laughs shortly.]

Yeaaaah. Sorry 'bout that. I definitely broke a lamp already, but I'll stay still. Pinky swear.

[A pause, thoughtful, careful.]

I might've already met you without the mask recently, if my foggy memory serves correctly... and if there's anyone who can get me broken out of something, I think I'd trust you with that more than just about any one.

So, uh. I guess I'm willing to take the trust plunge.

... Not literally, I really don't want to fall on my face from up here. But metaphorically.

[He sends her the location to his townhouse.]

Just don't make fun of my messes.