"No, I wanna talk about it some," he says evenly, forking more salad into his mouth. Somehow eating takes the edge off of things.

And he hadn't realized how hungry he was until just now.

"I thought it wasn't on the table, too, but Neil started talking about it and I started thinking... and I had a couple drinks..." He shrugs and smiles. "Didn't hate the idea. Didn't really hate it when I thought about it sober, either. I dunno, I just... I like what we have just fine. But I think, if you wanted more..."