Whaaaat? Well then, you missed quite a show! And the answer to your question. It went up, up, up and exploded with the speckles of color and sparks! Up up up, and then rained down, down, down on everyone below. I'm sure you'll find parts of it around Durem and in the sewer system if you're perceptive, pooh bear.
Tamislin did not have words to respond to that statement with. He was aware humans generally offered some platitude at this point in conversations, but he had yet to figure out why humans did that to begin with. On the whole, they were rather confusing, and he had no trouble understanding some of the decisions made by the elders or the elves in their stories.
"If you do not remember, that probably means you need more fluids in you," he offered after another moment. That was useful and likely, after all. Plus, considering the amount of alcohol the man appeared to have imbibed prior, the Jasmine tea would probably make him sleepy enough to consider a nap. Tamislin could use the quiet time to do his homework and by the time the man woke up, he'd be clear-eyed and bushy-tailed - he thought the idiom went - enough to make his way back to his car and take it home without issue.
It'd also give the elf time to put the keys back into his coat and no fuss would need to be made. Best plan ever!
Well, not the worst plan ever, at least. Still, it depended on what the human wanted to do and was still capable of as well, which Tamislin had to admit, was something out of his control.