POLLUX
I'm worried about you.
ARCHER
Why?
POLLUX
Your jumpshot has no arc. You used to swagger... now you swish. You're gumming that butt like a Catholic school girl. And why do you keep picking at your finger?
ARCHER
I was in a coma... My reflexes, my senses, my memory... everything's jumbled. I can't even tell you why Dubov jumped me…