Maybe it was because it's been a long time since someone has said that they're "worried" about me,
But even thought I'm a grown'up, I still feel happy hearing it.
I did realize that he's not just a clumsy boy, but he's gradually becoming an important existence to me.
It's still cold out, I hope he doesn't get frostbite.
I'll give him some hot-packs next time I see him.