[There's nothing to worry about! He's a grown man. He can save and help himself.

...on the proper medical plan.]

I'm on the first floor. Everyone in my house seems rather kind, in their own way. [He may or may not be including himself in that; as far as he knows, he's not really supposed to be there. Humanitarian? Slap in the face.] If I'd been going to the second or third floor in my sleep, I can't imagine anyone here would just guide me back to my room and not mention it later. I'm fine.

[That damn deer won't be, though.]