[ He'll sigh and shake his head far too tired to argue and yet he still insists on the other not worrying. It was just a broken arm and a few cuts and bruises, nothing dangerous or light threatening. He was already starting to heal it with filial magic anyway. ]

You don't have to worry about me, Robert. I-I know you will though and I do appreciate that, really I do. [ He smiles. ] I-I haven't been my best these past few weeks so th-thank you for p-putting up with me.

[ He'll begin to walk forward then as if trying to get away but his gait isn't nearly fast enough for that and it's also quite sluggish too. He feels terrible burdening the other again with his problems so he won't, he wills himself not to because that's how he is of course. And so he'll just walk away or try to and further the distance between them if only slightly. ]