"Yeah but you still try even when all the warning signs are there that you shouldn't," he says softly, but he's thinking about his own life, how he had tried to adapt and adjust to something that hurt him constantly. Now though it's better and he's healing, and he hopes everyone else, here and back home, can find that as well.

"Oh good. That's a step." Except he's not technically alive now, so he's not sure that's better or not. Until his expression drops. "Wait, what? How? I'm Head of Surgery here and there's a ton of reasons maybe that shouldn't be. How?"

He winces, waving a hand. "Not here. Yeah." He snorts at that. "The stupid giant house I refuse to give up, yeah. There's a long story to that too, but you'll have to see it sometime. There's a place around the corner with the best coffee. As best as it can be in this place. Come on."

It's not that far at all, and it's protection from the rain and a bit quieter than some places.