"Oh. Weird. Is it good? I'm not really a coffee person. That's Five's life. But I'll try anything once." A beat. "And I really don't know if I should hope it's a curse or a hallucination, but I guess that is a concern either way. Especially if I'm not able to tell what's real and not." But he's fine now??? So far?

They take the coffee, looking down for a moment. "I guess..." A sigh. "I guess I got tired? After the trial, I got back and I was just...constantly drinking and I just...didn't. I wasn't taking care of myself or caring if I was a wreck. I felt like shit." They frown a little, trying the coffee and peering at it for a moment. They're not sure how they feel about it, but it's fine. "I'm tired of being...this. Of being a disappointment and leaning into it every time I want something bad enough and fuck up. I...want..."

A sigh. "I want people to be right about me for once. Well, the people here. They have expectations and they think I'm not a piece of shit or sexy trash or...whatever else I've said about myself." He shrugs, finding a chair to sit in. "But also I want to be better for me. You know?"