[He bites his bottom lip. He isn't trying to be rude, but in his experience it seemed people with physical impediments often resented offers of help and voiced concerns. But he couldn't stay silent.]

... You know I'm just asking because I care. I mean, with eh-everyone being gone for so long, it's hard not to worry but I'm still going to worry about you pushing yourself too much.

[He can't seem to look at Hermann at that moment, instead keeping his gaze on his hands, his fingers lacing and fidgeting. He felt warm rising inside him; he was no good at this sort of thing.]