"Well, I mean, I never really had any reason to drive when I was back home. I just took the subway everywhere, and it wasn't like we could afford a car, anyway. I always meant to learn, but then I ended up in the City, and then I ended up here, and..."

He shrugs, and gives her a half-hearted little smile in thanks for the water. It helps steady him a little, lets him hold out long enough to wait for the tea and to listen to what she's saying about him being all right. He'd like to believe it. He's pretty sure she wouldn't deliberately mislead him. Maybe she knows something he doesn't.

"So everything you said about the future being more accepting was actually true, and not just some stuff you were telling me so that I didn't despair that the world would be shitty forever?"

Her presence here on the couch is comforting, and he knows the tea will be, too. This might not all be so bad.