Yeah... that checks out.

[It had been a sincere offer, but at the same time an uncertain one; he didn't know what he could contribute beyond moral support (which is a weird thing to say about what equates to saying "I'm cool with dying" to one's girlfriend), and it's likely to be an uncomfortable conversation on multiple levels. He'd had enough third-wheel chats this month already.]

Well, even so, if you need me for anything you know where to go. Don't worry about my shoulders, they're doing okay.