Called out, and so gently. It makes him believe that Giles means wants to help, hearing that, and reminds him of his last few weeks in Duplicity, the lessons he'd been hit over the head with about not playing a martyr.

So he shifts so he's sitting pretzel-style instead, looking up at Giles quietly. "Not injured. Scared, lonely. Fucked up. This, uh. This is my second time, being tossed into a new world with new rules and people from all over the multi-verse. In fact, I think I've been kidnapped from my previous kidnapping. Or maybe, like. Traded like a Pokemon card or some shit. So. How's a guy supposed to deal with that? I gotta adjust, figure out how...how this place is gonna fuck with me, right? Um. Not that it's really your job to...help with any of that. I mean, just because you got bunked with me doesn't mean I'm your shit to handle. Right?"

He can't decide if he really is lucky, to have the room to himself. After almost a year in Dupe with partner nearly that whole time, to be all by himself feels daunting.