For a moment, he looks stricken--he turns to stare at Carlisle again, realizing that while wanting to see people, he'd missed checking on specific people. He does regain composure, though it takes running his hands through his hair a few times, looking closely at the markers.

...But there's someone who's not gone right here, and he realizes Carlisle hasn't answered his questions. He straightens again.

"And you. How are you feeling?"