The touch is fleeting, which is likely a good thing. The last thing he wants to do is show more weakness while clinging to her hand.

As he follows her out, he shakes his head. "I'll try to rest a day, but I can't guarantee it. Resting doesn't always come easy for me, and there's a point at which I'm better off helping and healing as opposed to laying in a bed tossing and turning."

Honestly, that point is more when Justice decides it is, rather than any sort of restlessness from him. But he can't explain that, so instead he walks alongside her, keeping a wary eye out as they head into the massive building. It makes him miss... not Vigil's Keep, not being a Warden, but a few of the people he knew while a Warden. None of the missions had ever been pleasant. The company, though. That he'd enjoyed, even when wishing his nose would cease working.

"I promise to rest as long as I can before seeking to help. Will that do?" It will have to.