Gideon shrugs, one corner of his mouth tugging up ironically. Without words, he can't get it entirely across, but he isn't overly concerned with the possibility of anything happening to him. As he'd told Holden, he'd rather come through this alive and unnoticed by the MCRN, but the possibility of a different outcome remains.

Better, probably, to be able to live with that. There's no demand to wake up after.

Giving Amos a nod, he reaches out and claps his hand on the man's shoulder, just for a moment.