"I am now." Sure, he's wearing what he slept in but he just needs to get out in the air right now. He clips the lead to Duke's collar, slips on his coat, and leads the way out, looking up and out toward the Dome for a moment before heading down the porch steps. "I wish we could see the sky." Something about seeing the sky is grounding for him. Maybe he'd feel less like he was floating through an aimless muddle if he could see the sky.