[ Will smiles at the reunion, and it curls a bit at the question. He knew she'd need to ask. ]

Better, now that I can tell you aren't emaciated, just hungry. And...

[ He looks away, then nods- as if in concession: ] Better, since you started checking in fairly regularly. The little itch at the back of my throat, that tells me I should scream? It faded, some.

[ Will risks a look towards her, at least at the dogs. ]

I...I'm really not sure why I reacted so strongly, after we got pulled back onto the ship. We were here and you weren't, and I panicked.