Not hurt is not really the same as "okay," but he's not going to really push her. If she's not okay and needs to talk about it, it'll happen somehow. He doesn't particularly want to talk about how he's doing, either, but again, if she was concerned enough to break into his room, she wants to know. Maybe needs to know. He thinks back to what he saw in that repeating house -- something with her family.

It's not just about you.

It's no different than if Mabel were still here: he has someone else's feelings to think about.

With one sentence, he finally adds a little context to the talk of monsters, and cursed wax figures, and why he freaked out and attacked Wash during sparring.

"Well," he says conversationally, "after surviving the apocalypse and one thousand screaming nightmares, and getting brainwashed into a monster, like, again, I've decided to stop doing the whole 'resilient' thing and I'm trying out being not-okay for while. Just giving it a whirl."

He idly twirls a finger that she can't see.

"My sister got zapped home. Perfect timing, right?" He sniffles a little, but he manages to make it stop and rubs at his eyes. "I'll be fine, though. Eventually. This is just...it's just another thing. I'm used to it by now."