There's a pause as he actually tries to think back on it. But his memory is failing him more and more on the details. But the soreness... it feels, well, it does feel rather recent, and yet it's as though the real damage was done much longer ago than that. He shakes his head.

"What a conundrum," he murmurs, pushing the last couple ravioli pieces about with his fork. "On the one hand I feel as though, yes, it was rather painful, and on the other hand, I suspect the worst had gone before. I must have been quite loose at that point. Hmm."

He eats the last of the ravioli and even though it was dreadful, salty stuff, he gives a quiet, satisfied sigh. "If I were at all feeling like myself I'd suggest trying again just to see how it feels. But I'm not. I'm... well, maybe I simply need more rest."