[ It's too honest. Both him and her, even without words. They way they look at each other, the way she eventually stands and he tries to stay with her. That she physically pushes him and tells that millions will die and his first response is: well yeah, but. Whatever Guzma might have thought about Chris, now it's clear that he'd do anything for her and the only that prevented him from doing more and staying with her is that Jill pushes him, forces him to carry on and leave her. High-key, it's for the world. But it's easy to see that it's more about him. If he saves the world, he'll save himself. The important thing to her. ]

I know you can. Don't think that I believe otherwise. I was... worried. That's all.

[ Her fingers flex and she feels like she's burnt him, quickly retracting her hand like she very much had hurt him. She finds herself hesitant to offer more affectionate and able and instead just looks at him with those sad, wide eyes. ]

Stupid or not, doesn't mean I'm not going to worry. [ When she carries on, she simply shakes her head. ] I'm alright. I was just... I didn't know where you were. I was... worried about you. Us.