He curves the corners of his projection's mouth into a smile, small and warm.

"I was a little worried," he admits. "Seeing something like that, uh - I realize that could be a lot. So I'm glad you're okay, too, you know, and - "

There's a swelling sense of disconnect, and a strange expression flickers over his face for a moment.

"Oh," he says, torn between annoyance and disappointment. "Oh, damn i- "

His shape is gone in the next eyeblink, a discontented swirl of energy bleeding silently, imperceptibly away again.