Scars Make Us Whole

The worried tension in his chest relaxed a bit at seeing Vervain, alive and whole, though he abruptly pulled his head back and faced away from the door as she resettled herself. "Ah, my apologies. I wasn't thinking," he admitted, relief and embarrassment creating an odd, uncomfortable bubble in his stomach for a long few moments until he heard the hiccups that he hoped indicated Felix was done with his meal. He peeked cautiously over his shoulder to make sure his friend was ready for a visitor before he tried to enter the office again, tipping the door partially closed as he tentatively found a chair to perch on, tipping his hat up and flipping up the eyepatch over his right eye so he could see Vai properly, and make sure she was whole and healed from their recent adventure.

"It's alright," he assured her, giving a shake of his head to forestall her explanations. "I was more worried that I couldn't find you when the shield fell. After all that happened... well. I needed to make sure you were in one piece." He managed a crooked smile. "It was a steep price for... well. For what we accomplished... I don't know." He exhaled a sigh, tilting his head at the Healer with a shadow of a smile. "But I wanted to thank you, for coming down there with us. For keeping the air clean, and healing what you could. We could not have lasted as long as we did without you. And..." He shrugged lightly, smile turning wry. "Given all that you faced and what you did, you deserve an explanation, if you want one."