Later on, when he's a bit more put-together, he'll have a little freak-out about that fact. At the moment, Raphael's presence is just comforting, and he's content to leave it at that. He remains sitting, but shuffles into a better position, and lightly pats Raphael's hand when he mentions it.

"An affinity with the moon...I see," he murmurs, a hint of a smile passing over his face. "I suppose you could say I have that. I spent some time there. Not, um, this one, the one...on..."

'His world'? Well, sort of. He's rambling a little more than usual, but he hopes Raphael gets it. Absentmindedly he pats his hand again, trying to center himself.