Alexander's smile mirrored hers; it was nice to see her looking happier, so many of their conversations had just been painful. He'd seen a different side to her when she'd joined him and Philip for drinks - although no doubt she'd seen a very different side to him too.
That was a difficult question to answer these days, but he was there to switch his over-active mind off, not for a therapy session. "Yeah, I'm good," he shrugged, not offering much more than that.
At her next question a small wrinkle of a frown appeared on his forehead. "Um... no, but I had lunch, and uh... I mean, lime is food?" he joked, gesturing to the little set up she had prepared for them. He couldn't imagine the doctor would be particularly impressed - that he would report tingling fingers and light-headedness and then persist in meal-skipping, but he sometimes just forgot. He wasn't overly good at looking after himself.