( Screaming from a passing rollercoaster seems to reorient his baseline, as he clears his head and separates the sounds around them. But, his head is clearer now as he looks back up. )

Wait.

( Cora and Scott can see his eyes have returned to normal. His pale look is - well, 1% less pale.

Straightening up, he lets go of the picnic table. )

I'm okay. And, it's like -- the pool. You have to throw me in, so, let's all jump. And you're both here. If I feel it again.