[Ratchet's eyes widen a little, then sharpen in understanding as he settles back.]

I see. [He turns a hand palm-out in a helpless little gesture.] You know I'm Chief Medical Officer at home--that means I'm used to knowing pretty much everything about absolutely everybody. I hadn't even considered it would be invasive to ask, even if it was for something beyond idle curiosity. I'm sorry about that. [He sounds like he means it, too.]

I consider whatever York told me medical information, which means it's protected under strict patient confidentiality. I'm not going to tell anyone else. I don't know if that helps or not.