Sean gives a huff at that, harsh and a little hysterical like it comes as some surprise, like that's not exactly the sort of question she's supposed to ask in this situation. He gets how it's supposed to go. Now he's supposed to cave in and assure her that yes, he'll be fine in time, he's just in one of his little moods brought on by whatever stupid little thing he's decided to fixate on this time around. Screw that. God bless her for not assuming anything, at least, seeing as there's no possible way she could understand what's eating at him now. He's seen to that.

"Nope," he says after a second, his voice still sounding strangely hollow to his ears, like he's not the one guiding it. "I am 'bout as far from okay as... jus' go back ta bed, Meredith."