"No, he's —" Jenny says, glancing towards the boy who's spoken before she gestures down at the man, still lying on the bed, seemingly unresponsive save for the way he's grasped her hand. "He showed up here like this. He must be hurt, or sick, or something, but I don't think he's awake." It goes without saying, really, but this is still something new, as far as she can tell, and she's not really in a position to be making too many judgment calls about it.