[This is exactly the kind of atmosphere Maya dislikes most. So, she rolls her eyes and shrugs.]

I mean, he still talks like an ass, so I'm pretty sure he's fine.

[She laughs a little-- quiet, tired-- and shrugs again.]

He's just going to have to stay with his parents for a while. It's fine.

[More than anything else, Maya would just like to fast forward to the part where he proves he's fine-- a couple of months from now, when the worry disappates. That will be better than trying to talk through her worry.]