As the green eyes opened again he was alone. He took the fedora from the ground.
This encounter, despite losing it, wasn't so bad after all when he saw the fedora on the ground. It wasn't a lot: An experience of partial success and partial failure.
However, it was more than none. He covered his messy hair with the hat, touched his face to feel how hard he had been hit and disappeared.
((Blaine Eno continued in I'd Rather be at the Aquarium