He didn't have to ask if she was okay. She had stopped crying all together and she was slightly smirking at him. That would be enough to let him know it was all alright. She stood up with him and let go of his arms.
"Are you going to be okay?"
She did ask him though, because she knew he had really just seen a ghost. An ugly ghost of his past at that. She placed her hands in her back pockets and took inventory with her eyes. There were no freakish wounds and blood had not followed from his past vision to reality. That was a good sign.
She slipped one hand out of her back pocket and grabbed one of his, toeing him out of the bathroom after opening the door. She didn't really give him time to answer.