He stops when she slides down next to him, turning his attention away from the threads. He can certainly agree with that; working with the Order doesn't necessarily grant you 5-star accommodations wherever you go. A fact that's certainly made itself more known in the past year.

"Yeah." He can tell she's pretending. He does that same. Everyone does. But he isn't tactless enough to point it out.

Glancing over, worry-lines faint on his brow. He's had time to practice these things called emotions and caring.

"Holding up okay?"