The papers in her hand make her feel uncomfortable. She wants to drop them- instead she folds them roughly and sets them aside.

"Okay." It's as hollow as his I'm fine. He's not fine, and she knows he's not, and he knows that, too. Even as she says it her eyes are drawn to where he rubs at his neck, and she's damn certain those are bruises.

Evidence of Alex getting into more trouble, no doubt. She wonders what happened this time...

She tries for something cheerful, calm. "You're back in Wonderland, so... it's sleep and rest all you want." She looks him in the eye, then glances back down at his neck. "You look..." she starts, then shakes her head. "I'm glad you're-... fine."