[ Helios had been reading in bed when Jack comes by. He'll sit up straight as much as his wing allowed, before giving the other man a light wave. ] Oh, gods, I'm glad to see you're alright. I-I'm doing better, thank you for asking.

[ He smiles though it is a tired and worn looking one. ] Loads better than when we first met. I only have a sprained arm now. [ And a broken wing, but he doesn't mention that. Jack can probably see for himself how its bent and limp against Helios' back. Compared to the other proper looking left one. ] And, ah, how are you?