*can't tell whether you're just trying to make him feel better or if he's actually covering his fatigue as well as he'd hoped*
*all of that ceases to matter, though, when he sees the expression on your face* You look terrible. *is already starting back down the hallway the way he came, in the direction of his quarters, thinking to give them some privacy (isn't buying that smile)* What's the matter? I've missed you.