He takes his hand off his neck, the slime that's coating his skin making a string of mucus stretch out between them before it snaps. He barely even notices. His gaze is moving, from Ginko back to the corner again, but he catches himself and forces his attention to the human in front of him.

"Yeah. Maybe I guess. I'll try to stop myself from climbing the walls and shedding my skin this time though."

It'd be a pain to be out of commission now after everything that happened. He knew his department could function fine without him, but still, he wanted to be there for people if he could. Of course that thought makes him recall his last conversation with Foster, and he frowns looking almost remorseful.

"Though I guess some people'd be happy not to have me constantly looking over their shoulder."

He offers a weak smile, trying to make it clear he's joking. Still, he does actually think there are some people who'd be happier without him around. Ginko wasn't one of them though, at least there was that, and he reaches out to take Ginko's hand in his own at the thought totally forgetting that he is absolutely coated in slime.