[He could tell Vinnie wasn't really buying all of it, but this much would have to be enough, Bulba supposed.]

Yeah.

[Bulba lowered his eyes briefly, sorting through the tugs at his feelings. He was grateful and selfishly a bit pleased that Vinnie cared to the degree he seemed to. He wanted to be honest and say he didn't think he was okay, because he probably wasn't. Not really. He had to be though. He didn't want things to get worse.

So he nodded his head, giving the Charizard's knee a light pat.]

I'm okay. I'm sorry for making you worry.