He smiles briefly at her assessment, and resists the urge to come closer, feeling like he should keep his distance if he's upsetting her by being near. Honestly, he doesn't have a lot of motivation to make it worse by telling her the truth. Why make a big deal out of something when he isn't the one in the wheelchair?

"I was locked in a cellar." Then again, when put like that, the truth sounds too ridiculous to believe. And he kind of hopes she doesn't the moment it leaves his mouth. "It was a strange week."