"I am fine and healthy! Probably slightly underweight, but that's nothing new, just a super fun thing I deal with because you know. Genetics." He gives her another grin, purposely silly, and reaches out to gingerly touch her shoulder with his hand. It takes focus. He's not sure where it comes from, if it's some new neural connection or what, but he manages to make his hand stick lightly to the fabric of her sleeve before he lets go.

"It's not like I've turned into Post-It Note Man or something, though, I mean. I can stick to the ceiling. It's pretty sweet. But no, uh. Anatomy. Thank god."