Honestly, he's not being unreasonable to feel that way when he's never met Wayne, let alone anyone like him. Wayne, to his credit, doesn't really seem to mind either way that Watson isn't drinking the juice. Sometimes you wanna hold onto it for later. He knows he's gotten into that habit after what happened before he got here.

He continues, as if nothing he's said is particularly strange. "Yeah, they get in the way, they're a pain to get rid of, and they leave weird ooze around." As if they're simple pests.