[ He can't, of course, not really -- but that isn't the point. That's not how this kind of thing ever goes. So Reggie nods slowly, turning his gaze back to meet hers. ]

Right... sure. I know. [ Another nod, firm and resolute regardless of any feelings to the contrary. ] But don't overthink it, Sasha. I'm fine.

[ For emphasis Reggie squeezes her hand, though he then slumps his shoulders slightly, wearily. It's a relief she seems done for now with the question-asking, especially without Reggie having to be the one to put a stop to it. Or an obvious stop, anyway.]

Though I think I could really use some sleep in a bed. Sorry -- months of crappy sleep are finally catching up to me now. [ It's probably true, too; whatever tiredness he felt upon arrival sets upon him again even more strongly than before. ] ... If you don't have anywhere else to be you can lie down with me if you want, though. At least for a while.