[He glances down at the soup in his hands, seeming conflicted, because he's overthinking "friends". He's never really had to do that before coming to Trench, and now people give away the title so easily and generously.

What's wrong with him, that he has such a hard time believing it? He's just a squid like everyone else here, after all.]

I meant moving on to a different place to stay, but... I guess that's comforting, knowing that you can screw up that badly and be fairly confident that you'll just wash ashore again. My world didn't have that kind of do-over.

[From what he knows about the places Kyle's been and is from, that kind of wackiness is probably less unprecedented.]