[ He sits carefully, a little quirk of his lips in thanks. After two years on the run, anything clean feels nice enough to him. The station is sterile, but that doesn't bother him, either, even if it reminds him of some less kind times in his life. ]
I'm okay. I woke up a few days ago.
[ And he'd like to think he's adjusting well enough. As good as can be expected of him, really. The rug's been pulled out from under him enough times in his life that he's maybe a little too ready to accept that his life will never be the same again.
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I'm okay. I woke up a few days ago.
[ And he'd like to think he's adjusting well enough. As good as can be expected of him, really. The rug's been pulled out from under him enough times in his life that he's maybe a little too ready to accept that his life will never be the same again.
It's fine. ]
Have you been awake for a while?