He takes Bodhi's meaning, easily enough, even if it makes him feel queasy. Both Bodhi and Bobbie. He's glad neither of them were killed.

"I'm--" He tries to say fine but it doesn't come out, and instead his lips pierce, brows furrowing. "Just - you're good, right? You haven't - been hearin' things, or... or wakin' up and--" He didn't finish the sentence, just watched Bodhi helplessly for an answer.