I guess it could be a worse shitstorm. They weren't very smart. [He walks over and pets the fat cat's side, making it flop its tail.]

I guess I will maybe see you around one day? [Despite his better efforts, there's a hopeful note to his tone. He doesn't have that many friends, not really. Boone's been the only one to really get how fucked up he is and not chatter for him to "get over it".]

[He wants to think he'll see him again in the future. But this isn't home, is it?]