He's relieved that he can see a little better, and his right arm has slightly heightened mobility now. He still can't reach his pocket, though his phone has been buzzing periodically, annoyingly.

He gets immediately nervous when she mentions leaving. He didn't realize how desperate he was for contact, company, even if she can't get him out, he'd rather have her there than not. "Please don't go," he murmurs.

Wow, that came out a lot more needy than he meant it to. He dips his head down, instantly embarrassed.

"Hey, um... sorry, this is kinda weird, but do you think you can hand me my phone?" He nods down at his pocket. "I can feel it going off."