There was a moment or two of silence, and then...

"Mrglsushi," muttered Newt, squinting. Everything was white, and sort of blurry.

He sat up rather abruptly, and winced as the room spun. He grabbed hold of the nearest available white blur to steady himself. This turned out to be Loki. "Think I've gotta thing. Concussy thing. Bloody cat."

[ooc: try help him up, the dare can happen on his way back down XP]