Nonfat soy if you've got it. [He's leaning on the counter to watch, already acutely aware of where his wallet is and already making up his mind he's leaving a giant tip as an apology. He props his head up with a hand much like the first night they met, headphones tucked into his pocket and eyes wandering over Elliot's arms because hooooly shit. He doesn't say anything for a minute, and it's clear he's squinting a little to make out exactly what the hell's going on there. When Elliot speaks up though he just shrugs.]

It's nothing. Just...people being people. [A wry grin matches the friendly one.] You know how it is buuut it's really not an excuse to freak out at everybody else. [Despite the fact it feels good to bitch at somebody and Kelsi's not around to calm him down. Different classes today.] The last straw was having to deal with a bunch of inconsiderate suitemates.