[ it's what he was expecting to hear from Ellis, at least. gathering the courage to actually step up and talk about the things bothering him has always been a challenge, and it's been even harder in recent years with everything that'd happened. the fear of bringing up a concern on the off chance it could end everything is what's been holding him back. ]

It's not ... getting bad, or anything. I'm-- I'm just ... confused, I guess.

But ... I know I need to, eventually.

[ the alcohol's strong and already helping his nerves calm a little as a buzz starts to settle in. he takes another drink, returns his head to Ellis' shoulder, and closes his eyes. ]

Why d'you have to be right about everything?