[He giggles with too much force and catches it when it's too late to stifle it. Grinning, Lupin tries to keep his focus straight when he returns his gaze to the Marine--without much luck. Between the stress of finding out about Zenigata's return and his own lingering concerns over his recent actions, keeping his vision straight was too much work. The hand braced on the sofa grasps the solid cushioning so hard that his knuckles turn white as he clings to an anchor in his quiet distress.

There wasn't much else to say. What else could he say?]

...Thanks. [He found it in him to breathe.] That might be for the best...

[The laughter died down to a bitter chuckle.] I can take a fall, Captain. Off of skyscrapers, even. It's dangerous, but I think I can handle it.