[ He's more than all right with Jill deciding not to touch on those feelings any further. Sooner or later it would need to be addressed either way, and it was better off for them both jump into going over things with little pressure. ]

You're not. [ His answer is immediate. If anything, he should be the one apologizing, but ultimately holds off on saying more since it'd just be another game of back and forth. Not that he wouldn't mind talking to Jill for a little longer. However, he'd cut her breakfast short and was now on a rush to head back to Violet for him. ] Wasn't doing much to begin with outside of working and waiting for my finger to heal. And it won't be a problem when I set off; promise.

[ Before she can say anything else about his injury, he slings his pack around a shoulder and motions for Stufful to hop off the booth seat before sliding out of it himself. The camera jerks for a few seconds as he straightens up to leave the Center, but before closing the feed he shoots Jill a genuine smile and lightens up without having to force the notion. And finally sending her off with the same tone she'd given him from the start. ]

See you soon, Jill.