Flu? He blinks. Doesn't remember anyone saying that, never mind he doesn't recognize the voice...brains are odd. Even as the nausea lessens, his thoughts focus on that light. Not a picture flash or sun glare. Saigon rolls couldn't have hit that hard, poison wouldn't be that instant... 'Still, my life's not worth risking. I'll make it up to them.'

He clicks off his phone and pockets it, looks up as Kaede approaches.

"You're in luck - my whole day's open! Something you need?"

Onyx's smile is soft. What he's hearing in his head matches this guy...not enough to believe, but weird as this is, it's a minor inconvenience. Onyx's, ah, happy to assume he misheard that 'hello' comment and say nothing of it.