[Oh no this is not what he wanted. Michael is suddenly deeply embarrassed and tries to hold his hands up and shake his head to dismiss Jake's worries.]

Oh, shit, no, man! It's nothing like that! I'm just being all dramatic about suddenly being in the stone age. I didn't mean to make you all seriously worried about me!

[He touches Jake's arm comfortingly.]

You're a peach, dude, but I'm fine. [A beat] Do you... actually think you could carry me, though, dude? I'm not a small guy.

[Positive... subject.... change?]