See, she's fine. This is fine.

He watches her busy herself with the tea, nose wrinkling at her question. "I learned that stuff doesn't really agree with me, I think. Saw a bunch of weird shit I didn't understand, then I thought I was dead for like, a week, but I guess it was only really a few hours." That had been the worst part. Believing he's intangible and invisible while his sense of time is completely warped isn't an experience he's excited to have again. "Not supposed to happen like that, is it?"