Lorne's eyebrows go up when the visitor is revealed to be Tuo. The odds of them bumping into each other so soon after the scuffle at Tuo's wagon-- well, he could easily chalk it up to both Dain and Tuo wondering after his health, and evidently considering the visit worth any possible risk. Still. There are more questions brewing in the back of his mind.

He much prefers banter to pity, especially from Tuo. No matter the masks Tuo wears he wouldn't be here if he weren't concerned, and it isn't hard to guess he might be feeling guilty, too. That seems to be going around. Now he's reconsidering the shirtless decision again for a couple of reasons, most of them awkward.

Ah, screw it. Lorne has very little shame about his body, and if he's causing distraction for something other than just his back, so much the better. He could use something lighthearted right now. "And if I did?" Pointedly, Lorne pulls himself to sitting straight again, causing the not insignificant musculature in his arms to flex visibly. He moves on quickly to: "Tea? There should be enough water."