[ She's quiet as she listens to him. That, right there, is typical Nyx. From what she knows of him, at least; even when not in their world, he's still on duty, unable to help himself. She can feel a fond smile tugging at her lips at his admission, and she squeezes his hand. ]

I know that this is not ideal. And I am so sorry that you and... everyone else here are stuck in such a position. But you need not worry about babysitting us, Nyx. We can take care of ourselves. You are our friend, and we want the best for you, too.

[ Shaking her head, she reaches up with her free hand and gently pats his cheek. ]

Please don't worry about us so much. You need to make friends and visit them, too, you know. You can't just worry about the rest of the household all day, silly.