Judas was not only skeptical but worried. He'd seen that glassy look in the eyes of people before and it usually came down to high or sick, both of which he'd never known JC to be a moment of his life. (High on life maybe but... not the same.) Sometimes JC could go... spacey on him, but this? This was definitely not that, either.

"I'm just fine," Judas said slowly, as if JC wasn't realizing that he wasn't fooled. "Look- I'm going with you, okay?" That was that, as far as he was concerned. After that little stunt, whatever it was, he wasn't about to let Jesus just go walking off on his own. What if something was wrong and he just passed out?

He slid his arm around his friend, not caring if the others saw the movement. Concern he wouldn't show so readily but now he looked just slightly grumpy, hiding that worry.