“Good... That’s good!” Llewellyn responded, still glancing at Cassian a little more, almost as though he’s double checking himself. Just in case the guy wasn’t as alright as he seemed beyond the general exhaustion and shock. As for the apology...? He shrugged, rubbing his neck a little. “It’s okay, it’s all just... a lot, right?”

This was too much, and it honestly didn’t seem real for all he knew it had to be. “Oh— and I’m fine, I think.”