"A-Ah... it is alright. This home must be a shock for you, being here again, a figment of your past..."

N was babbling, god, was he babbling, but that was a very good sign. He was just fine if he was rambling thoughtfully, behaving as he usually did.

He shook his head, reaching his hands down to straighten some wrinkles in his pristine white coat.

"I will be fine. It was simply passing nausea," he informed him, trying his very best to smile warmly, "that is all."