[ Tim doesn't read it as a sexual innuendo at all, actually. He assumes it's an alcohol problem. Bold admission, to a total stranger. ]

The first group of us showed up three weeks ago. I've seen a lot of new faces tonight, though.

[ He shifts in the water, kicking his legs up so that he's floating on his back. Easier not to be tempted into leering at random naked men who are far too comfortable flaunting it in probable-purgatory. ]

Do you remember dying?