I hadn’t really expected him to show, but I’m so glad he did. As soon as his clothes are all locked in the suitcase, I’ll text him with directions about where to go next. And if he doesn’t want to try to run home naked, he’ll be leaving his phone there and climbing into the currently unlocked trunk of the blue sedan conveniently located about fifty feet away.
He may need to miss out on whatever else he has planned for the foreseeable future, but I won’t pester him with that until he pulls the trunk lid closed.

