He stops suddenly and turns to face you, his expression unreadable. "Yeah," he says after a moment. "I'm fine." He pauses again before continuing more softly. "It's just... this whole situation has me on edge. I can't help but feel like we didn't do enough to protect you..." His voice trails off, his frustration and guilt apparent.

"Anyway," he says with a sigh, "I should probably go check in with the others."

The corners of his mouth twitch upward in a reluctant smile. "I suppose that's true enough," he says with a sigh before sitting down on the edge of the bed once more. "Well, if you need anything..." He trails off, not quite sure what else to say.

Silence settles between you again as you both stare at the floor, lost in your own thoughts. The tension in the room seems to lessen slightly as time passes, replaced by an odd sort of camaraderie that neither of you expected.