Nimona squints at him, like she's trying to peer through any potential VEIL OF LIES Edgar might be offering up. But... nah, he actually does look okay. Ish. It's more like that time he almost died of flavor overload from a slice of pizza than any actual, y'know, dying dying.

She nods, satisfied, and headbutts him in the face. (Gently.)

"I can always bite you if you need distracting," she offers, oh-so-generous.