"Huh?" Koby blinks a few times, eyes widening a bit, looking alarmed -- and immediately apologetic. "I-I'm sorry, did I -- say something?" Something wrong, he means. But also notable is that Koby doesn't argue or protest beyond that -- he backs up, back into his room, sitting on the bed and pulling his glasses out of his pocket.

They're replaced, and he shifts a little, taking a slow inhale, then wincing. Too tight -- he's not used to the bandages he'd gotten from Nadine, still wrapping them tighter than he needs to. Why he thought it'd be a good idea to run like this was anyone's guess.

More importantly right now -- Koby looks up at Will with a furrowed brow, rubbing at his chest. "I didn't mean to, w-whatever it was."