[He manages to get it together enough to inject his voice with some more cheer. But while he'd normally be happy to talk about Topaz's world, her home, and her cuties, right now he isn't feeling normal. His response still sounds a little subdued, owing to his distraction.]

Well, that's still something, anyway.

[A piece of home, like how he got his phone back.

He opens the door to the practice room and holds it for her. Then he pauses, his brain catching up to him.]

... you slept on just a mattress? [His brows raise.] Surely your company pays a bit better than that, no?