"I suppose water from the tap would suffice," he sighed dramatically, a little smile playing on his lips - even though she couldn't see it, she could probably hear it. Angela was better at reading his moods than a lot of people, having seen the very worst of them. At her questions, he simply shook his head and perched on the desk chair that was offered with the room, tucking one foot under himself. "I'm not hurt. There have been- attacks, but- no damage. No major structural damage, at least," his tone turned slightly sour at that. "One or two- loose wires, but they were easy enough to plug back in."
He was surprised at just how dangerous Vallo had been so far, if he was being honest with himself. Angela would likely have her work cut out for her here and the thought frustrated him just a little, as though she didn't have enough of that to deal with back at home.
"You worry too much," he chastised gently. "I'm not broken. Yet, anyway. And there are people here who apparently would have been able to fix me."