That made him smile at Maddy and he reached out for his hand. "I'll be alright. I'm just...I can't focus on anything except Jamie." He would realise later it was a little like regressing back to how he had been when Jamie was small. How he had spent precious time he could have been sleeping, desperately worried about their situation. Of course he wasn't on drugs then, as he couldn't afford them.
"Those chairs actually look comfortable though. Which might be a sign or something." The uppers were kicking in, however, and he was fairly sure he wouldn't be able to sleep at all until the wore off.