[He's a bit startled; he startles quick, by nature, but still, his nerves are a bit frayed. If Lucemon were here instead of resting, she'd surely pipe up some cheerful declaration, or attempted cheer, at least.]
Me? No, I mean-- yes, yeah, I'm fine, I'm...okay. [He tries not to feel guilty about that.] Sorry.
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Me? No, I mean-- yes, yeah, I'm fine, I'm...okay. [He tries not to feel guilty about that.] Sorry.