'Close', huh. She considered arguing that, but... she guessed so.

"Spent a lot of time trying to keep him alive," she groused, uncomfortable with the consolation for someone she was at least somewhat sure would be back and smirking the next day. A sample size of three wasn't much, but it was something. "When he shows up tomorrow, he'll get it for making us all worry like this."

And if he didn't, she'd figure out what she was feeling. "You okay? That side of it looked bad."