He's just got a sweater on so he doesn't take it off, and he maintains the casual, easy expression he usually has, though he's still understandably a little haunted. He worries about Yancy, worries about him waking up and Raleigh not being there, worries about him taking a downward plunge while Raleigh's out to dinner or fucking off.

He sits across from Chuck and orders water and a beer as he peruses the menu, though it's going to be one he nurses for a while.