He's been sleeping a lot, so at least the time spent alone isn't so draining. He feels constantly on alert, wondering when something bad will happen. So far, nothing yet.

"I remember... beaches?" he says after a long moment contemplative silence. "I keep thinking about the ocean. I don't know why."

He flushes, and then eats another cherry, hoping that his stomach will tolerate this better than some of the other stuff he's tried. He wants to try the milk because he remembers it fondle, but isn't sure how it will go down right now.

He pauses for another long moment.

"Do... you think my last name could have been 'Universe'?"