Normally, he wouldn't be worried about a couple bruises. He knows how hard Frank likes to train. Knows he was practically salivating at the idea of getting to fight Gunny. But this wasn't normally, and his eyes immediately went to the bruises, and then straight to Franks hands. But he wasn't wasting away. He was still there, and whole.

He swallowed, not sure of what to say to that, and eventually it just came out as a tight shake of his head. No. No, he was not okay. But actually vocalising that was another thing altogether.

So instead he cleared his throat. "Just - just need to check on everyone. Need to make sure ya'll are okay. That you ain't - that you ain't hearin' things, or--"