Giving a nod to her thanks he let one hand finally reach out and touch her, his hand sliding against her hip so that his thumb was rubbing over a section of skin that her shirt wasn't covering. "No need, I'm a big boy Diamond, I take care of myself." He was going to say it before she saw the bullet wound, after that she was going to argue to the death that she did have reason to be worried. Glancing around the room he looked to see if anything was different before glancing back at her, free hand moving up to scratch at the beard he'd grown in.