He almost felt a bit jet-lagged, even if he'd only travelled the space of a single floor in the strange hop, skip, and jump back in time. He stared at the nurse, who was getting more insistent by the second, and the door that Kayla was going to come through at any moment. So, true to his form, he did what he had always done in these situations.

"I'm not available right now," he said, and bolted for the changeroom as quickly as his feet would take him, unable to believe the solace he took in the sight of the ugly green tiles in front of him, even if he was staring at them while unable to catch a single breath.