[ Sonic winces as the grip tightens on his wrist, but that isn't his primary concern; at those words, his ear tilts and he locks his gaze directly with Shadow's. He seems... tumultuous. Is it really that bad? His eye ridges twist upward in his concern. He can't just let it be like that. ]

What makes you say that for sure?

C'mon. I'm worried about you.

[ His eyes widen as the words slip out, but then they set. He'd meant what he said, if he hadn't expected to actually say it. ]