[He still has Salty. How can that be alone? Okay, it's pretty alone. If anything he's been busying himself more, filling time not spent researching ways out on tasks to improve his rehab points so he'll have some bargaining power to get materials he might need: books, weapons, a skull of a wicked cat. You never know how these things will go. But instead of saying any of this he just smiles at her, glad to not be thinking of it for the moment.]
Who me? I'm just trying to keep up with you. [In pretty much every sense.] I never know what's coming next.