He started to shrug before his back reminded him painfully that that wouldn't be such a good idea. He bit his lip until the dull throbbing died back down, then took a careful breath. Okay, trying that again without the shrugging.

"Okay, I guess." In a manner of speaking. Like Omi wanted Aya to worry about him anymore than he already was, though. "Nothing someone like us couldn't handle, right?"