Oh. I might be. [ He pauses to turn his hands over, staring at his palms. ] When this happens, I lose a sense of time... and then, everything comes back.

[ Staring longer at his hands: ] No. I'm not tired.

[ Henry drops his hands down, resting them on his knees. Maria really is a kind person; it's nice that she worries so much about him. He thinks everyone that he's met has been the same. Perhaps, that's why Echo chose them? Because they're people who wish well for others? He hopes to continue to do right by them. ]

It's nice to see you.