It wasn't exactly reassuring that she hadn't dropped those bullets, but the fact that she was speaking to him was something. His hand sought out hers, carefully finding its familiar place as his fingers entwined with hers.
"I'm fine," he said softly, managing a grimace of a smile once he realized she'd looked back at him. He couldn't do much of anything to help her at this point, which was driving him a little nuts. "Let's just get the hell out of here."