This isn't the Tex he's used to seeing. She's almost ... hesitant. The opposite of big, badass, knows-she-can-kick-your ass confident Tex. It's a little concerning.

He stands from the table and takes a step closer to her, his hand moving like he wants to touch her, but decides against it at the last moment. "You-- are you okay?" And normally it wouldn't be his business. Tex does whatever the hell Tex wants - and that includes acting fucking weird. But with everything flipped on its head right now, he figures it's alright to ask. Just this once.