[Nyx starts to think that no one is home and is about to leave when he hears the unmistakable sound of a crutch in the entryway. He smiles when she answers the door, pleased to see her up and about. It seems to be a universal trait for them to just bounce back from tragedy.]

Not this time, though I might stick around for a bit to say hi. You busy? figured now that everything's out in the open we could talk.