[Whatever she means, he reads it as "worried about me," and so Leon shakes his head as he steps in to pull her into a hug. Their states of dress, or lack thereof, would make this pretty awkward, yep. But for the moment, he's thinking with the right head, and it's not on that. (For the moment.)]

I wouldn't call it "worried" . . . I dunno, I just . . .

[No, he shakes his head again, hair brushing against hers.]

I'm not worried about you! You're—you're totally together, Kujikawa. I mean, all that stuff, that's all really intense, but you're so . . . you dealt with all that.

It's pretty cool. I guess I'm saying I admire you?