[There are many possible answers for that. One of them is: "Sure, I'm just fantastic after temporarily going insane due to tortured AI trying to self-destruct in my head, having to dispose of all my friends' dead bodies, getting betrayed multiple times, getting literally shot in the back almost as many times, and going to prison military prison for what will probably the better part of my adult life unless I do some terrible things."]

[But that's a mouthful. It's also too open and vulnerable.]

[So far the only person he's started to actually let his guard down with hasn't been another Freelancer. It's been that blue sim trooper, because Wash keeps getting memory flashes of them being part of a group that's watched out for him - even helped take care of him when he was apparently...impaired.]

[Also, the Easter Bunny, which is still quite frankly an absolutely ludicrous situation.]

[So what he says is a very potentially worrying, very flat:]

I'm fine. Don't worry about it. Just keep looking for those crystals. And work on coming up with a story.

[He hasn't exactly been feeling all that chatty and creative these days.]