Tony doesn't look well, but it's not bad enough for Cesar to comment. He's estranged from his home and family; the kid deserves the ability to look haggard without judgment.

He nods, typing easily. 'My company survived. Their Locke office was only one of their branches. The equipment and data lost was bad, but they had backups. I was back to work as soon as enough had been relocated.'

As simple as that. The text fills the screen, and he waits for Tony to finish reading before trying to continue.