Galen's shoulder tugs against the hold, uncomfortable, and what little smile he has slips off his face. Wow, okay, that wrenches in his stomach a little, seeing him say that, with that tone. It takes a second for him to steel himself, but when he does, he does a good job of hiding how much that stung.

"Nah, Kenzi's more than enough company," he says airily. "Really nice of you to worry, though. You're a fuckin' sweetheart."