Waver's too distraught and emotionally exhausted to even pretend he doesn't want the hug. He stays there, when Ozymandias wraps an arm around him, leaning into his chest and pressing close for a few moments.

"I'm fine," he repeats flatly, and doesn't mean it. Physically, it's true enough. It could have been much worse.

But his thoughts linger on the Monsters they'd left behind, trapped and tied up at the mercy of falling debris or fire or worse. He feels sick.