He'll accept teamwork, sure. But he's also 100% sure he wouldn't have been able to bring his uncle back to this state without her actively healing him. Being an undead ghost is worlds better than - whatever that had been. Transformed. Taken over by ...

Well, he doesn't know. Something horrible behind all of this. He settles back on his own bed more comfortably this time, leaning his head back against the wall. "Course," he says. "I wasn't gonna leave you on the roof. Are you sure doing all that didn't hurt you?"

She sure did pass out last night, which is concerning.