Scar frowned as Lust drew near and visibly tensed when she touched him. It wasn't so much that he was uncomfortable with the closeness as he was so used to pushing people away. He'd changed now and though he'd accepted that change and was willing to go along with it with the hopes that God had given him another chance, he wasn't finding it an easy adjustment.

"I'm fine," he grumbled, glancing away from Lust's concerned expression. He felt guilty for making her feel concerned and so wanted to assuage any fears she might have had, though now that he'd gotten up and moving, he felt a little woozy. He pulled away from her and put a hand to his forehead.

"Afterwards, they just had orderlies escort us everywhere and the drugs have been having a couple of after-effects. That's all."