Not that Nash was one to talk about self esteem.
Instead, he hummed through another mouthful of food, ears drooping. He was sad to hear that Aleister still wasn't doing better, and might not for a while. "I do hope he gets better soon," he said. "I'd hate for him to..." he trailed away. There were so many ways for that sentence to end, and too many of them were too horrible to put voice to. "...Miss his kids growing up," he finished. It seemed the best option, and hadn't he just been thinking about it?
He smiled up at Chan. "Well, I'll certainly take him something. Maybe I'll talk to Aquene, see if it's safe to take Kateri to see him. I bet he'd appreciate getting to eat dinner with his daughter."