[He makes sure that the soft smile on his face holds nothing but confidence behind it, his hand reaching to wipe away any remainder of tears left with his thumb. Her concern for him, though legitimate, is touching, and he nods his head once as she checks for a fever or any other abnormalities.]

I'm fine. Even if they were poisoned, it'll take a lot more than that for them to affect me.

[Especially since he felt fine. By now, he would have expected to be on the floor if they had been laced with anything.]

Anyway, you don't need to apologize. You've been under a lot of stress these past few days. Sometimes, you just need to get it out. [His smile brightens, running a hand through her hair- he understands.] Anyone would feel the same way, but not anyone has our capabilities to do something about it.

[He reaches over to take the note from the coffee table, but doesn't read it or do anything with it yet.]

So cheer up. They just gave us their location anyhow, so now we're going to go take him back.