"Penny lane?" he asked. "That...was a song, right?" he asked, though he honestly wasn't sure. He felt like he would have been before all of this. It sounded familiar to him, anyway.
He caught the gauze when she tossed it. He paused a moment, then managed to find his words. "Thank you." That was polite. She wasn't appearing to be shady or underhanded, he really probably had just caught her while also scouting. He just couldn't trust anyone. He hadn't even been able to trust people he'd called best friends.
He also was caught off gaurd by the question. She was asking if he and Em were alright, like she was interested to know. Did she want something? Was she being polite?
It took him a second to figure out how to answer. Especially since the answer was a resounding 'no, she's not alright, she's an insane junkie'. He wound up shrugging. "How okay is anyone?" he posed. "And precautionary."