Jake winces at that, because it's not as if it's not tones or words he's heard before. He's overstepping and he knows it. He sighs, slumping as he rubs the back of his neck.

"I swear I'm not trying to be a dick, Niska. Just with everything lately, I worry about you." She's a good person and maybe it's just that he is partial to people that let him fill in the blanks with chatter, she's still one of the first people he got to know here, and one who shares his knowledge of technology the best he can tell.

"I swear, once I see you back safely, I'll go and you can take care of yourself. Okay? I'll just end up hovering and panicking otherwise."