meh.. curiosity killed the cat. That's not to say the cat was killed because of the object curiosity, maybe it was killed on route. I spent most of yesterday searching on and off for that object that felt so familiar.. But now, after a full day and a semi restful sleep -- stomach problems -- I now know that it is nothing to even think or worry about.
My understanding is, he was bored, maybe even lonely, I was there and willing to chatter and keep company and lines may've gotten a little skewed. But not in any meaningful way. Just skewed, easy enough to fix; nothing serious or important.
Though, it was a nice little test of my feelings.