[ He still doesn't know what it is about Sunshine here -- a nickname he will not be sharing, thanks -- that makes him feel so comfortable. It's not just that he's nice. Half the shift are nice people, bringing him soup and... well, no, that's really it, it's Saverem and the Doc and then a bunch of assholes, but still! He knows this guy, somehow. It doesn't make any sense, but maybe one day he'll figure it out.

Assuming he doesn't end up half a mile down in a prison cell somewhere. ]

No. That shit's too sweet for me.

[ Was that rude? Does he care? ...Shit, he does care! See, this guy just messes with him just by being here! He doesn't understand it at all! ]

I mean... just the coffee's good. Fine. Enough. More than enough, it's...

[ Ugh, what is wrong with him today!? Why is having a friend so damn hard? ]

It's good. It's good coffee.