"Maybe you lived here before," he points out, spreading his misery as he pulls more of himself under the blanket. God, it feels good to just wear fresh socks and no shoes. "Then you all crawled back out of the stupid fountain with no one to tell you what you forgot."

Mark hadn't placed him that far back, or included him in this group, so he must not have been there. That's - not much of a relief, but at least there's a chance he hasn't met literally everyone else here, and won't be forced to play catch up while he - well, catches up.