He just shakes his head in complete disagreement. He doesn't bother to voice his dissent though. He takes a long sip of his drink again, nearly downing the thing in one go. When he's finished he lowers it to the table once more. It makes a heavy clank noise as it hits the table's surface.

"Why do you do that anyway?" he asks, letting his glass stay empty for the moment. "You got to look out for yourself better if you want to sick around here, you know?"

Unless Ginko really was in desperate need of a moirail. Psi blushes at the thought, his freckles briefly growing a bit brighter before he refocuses his thought.

"You seem smart enough to be able to do something like that."