His eyes flashed over the drawing on her desk, confusion clear on his face. How did she know what he had seen in his dreams? His eyebrows furrowed, grimacing slightly again, the pain worsening the more that he thought about this. He slowly sat down, rubbing his arm, nodding in reaction to her question. "Yeah I'm fine. Just some uh... Old injuries acting up." He moved his hand slowly from his arm, his muscles twitching slightly. 

He looked over as she closed her notebook before saying slowly," where did you get that scene from?" He studied her face, his eyebrows drawing closer together again. He wasn't sure of what was going on, or why this was making him hurt, but there was something significant with it. [@Arista]