The context is definitely strange - layered on top of that is the guilt that back home there's still a parasite waiting for him because he screwed up trying to bring said boyfriend's mother back from the dead. But it really seemed like he had two choices here: 1) admit that it was terrifying being away from home, that he had literally been a matter of minutes away from suicide before he'd been suddenly been ported here, and fall into a crazy depression from the combination of those things with a dash of everything is still my fault and Teddy isn't here to hold my hand OR 2) try a pretend to live a seminormal life and hope that his brain picks up and holds on to that reality enough. Wasn't like he was any stranger to the idea of fabricated realities, was it?

"Rock Band. Excellent." Except ok, "What does that have to do with racoons, though?"