That's fair. [ Friends again, he finishes off his terrible beer and gladly shoves the empty away from him. That really didn't taste good at all. ]

This shit sucks. [ He can definitely see the appeal of having a cigarette to toy with during moments like this. ] I don't ever know what I'm going to say, or how I'm going to react to anything. [ He waves a hand at the empty beer bottle. ] I don't know what I like, what I don't like... What's the point of erasing our memories of stuff like that?

[ He doesn't really expect her to have an answer, but wouldn't it be nice if she did? ]