I didn't expect you to be right there, I guess.

[He rolls over onto his stomach and makes a little sound when Blitz climbs up on his bed. His room looks a lot better than it did last time, and he actually has a bedframe now at least. Kinda nice if you didn't count the peeling plaster or the single light bulb.]

Uh, I mean, as good as I can be? Not fucking sick any more, thankfully.

How about you?