"Do I?" he said softly, some of the tension draining from his shoulders. He felt like he was still missing something, a puzzle piece that would make everything clear. But maybe he already had all of the pieces and he just couldn't figure out where they went.

"I don't know why you don't remember," he said, tipping his face gently into Blaine's hand. "And we're going to have to talk about the whole beating each other up, thing."