He paused for a moment before his cheeks tinged and he shook his head. Was he really worried about that?

"Lea, it's--"

Aaand they darkened more at the seriousness of the question, sputtering. "No. I was just cutting onions, sheesh." His hand flew to his mouth, and he gave him a glare. "I was just cutting onions. You know, for dinner tonight? I'm fine."

He crossed his arms with an amused smile, raising his brows. "Seriously, a few tears gets you riled up?"