[He'll accept it and all that comes with it without a word, including freshly aggravated burns. Char wasn't as light as he was a few days ago and he felt it. The only indication of that matter was a wince before Bulba was gingerly wrapping a supporting arm behind Char's back, under those big new wings of his.]

...Yeah.

[A lot of things could have been said, but Bulba just kept his mouth shut. He could practically feel Char's wounded pride sitting on top of him like a whole extra person as they hobbled towards the door, but that was alright.

He just wants Char to be able to count on him, is all. Even if Char hated the idea. Being the support was all well and great, but... He wanted to be able to return the favor, even if just a little.

Bulba politely kept his gaze ahead of him.]

... I'm glad you're okay bul.

[Relatively speaking.]