"Yeah, ya look like shit," Joker says, a little more blunt. At least in his defense, he's absolute garbage mentally. "Still, yer alive, so, ah, big blessings?" Flopping onto the bench besides Ginko, he lets out a huff of air. "With all the shit goin' around, ya never know."

A part of him wonders if he should bring up Psi, or if Ginko already knows that. He kind of wants to whine, just a little bit.

"It's, uh..." Joker grimaces. "A work in progress. I think. Although it outta get better, soon."