"Alright," he replied in a soft rumble. That eases more in him too, the understanding that he's just worried for Chris and so Chris worries for him and it becomes a cycle they have to consciously break. A knot they've found the ends to. "I know the feeling."

He reaches up to brush a stray lock of hair from Chris' face. "I told Martin similar, after the Pit. There's something healing in caring for others, even if their focus is on you. It's alright for it to be, so long as it's for help and not to bury things under the needs of someone else."

There's nothing accusing in his explaination, just a quiet acknowledgement that he understands and he'll help in that way if that's what Chris needs. "I'm alright. Or rather, I will be. I've already done what I can apart from anything you want of me."

There's a steely edge that comes over him at the mention of having done what he can do, but it passes quickly and he has no need to dredge it back again unless Chris wants to know the particulars.