[ He's not going to force it. If hse told him to go, he would without argument. He does smile at her comment. Wryly. ]

Depends on the teenager, to be perfectly honest. [ And the circumstances the teenager is in. And what state he is in. It's also a joke that isn't really a joke. ] You should give me a list of the others. Maybe I should talk to them.

[ His brow creases deeply in concern when she opens the door, and he steps lightly to her bed. ]

Are you ill? What happened.

[ He crouches next to the bed and reaches by instinct to smooth her hair back from her forehead, but stops himself before touching her. ]