"You don't lift, huh? It's easy, you just help me lift the bar if I ask, so it doesn't fall and crush me." He leads Ratchet to the weights, looking over their selection for a moment before loading up a barbell. Since he can actually use one now that someone's here to watch.

As for how he's holding up, York gives that a moment's thought before answering. His physical symptoms are better, and he's learning to cope with the hallucinations and mood swings. He feels more himself these days, at least, that's not the biggest problem. The biggest problem is their situation. "Better in some ways, worse in others. Keeping busy helps." He lies down on the bench and grips the bar, lowering his voice as he continues. "I didn't tell you exactly what happened the other night with that woman they captured."