"Oh! Yeah. Sorry. Forgot I had the pack. Thanks again." He gives it back. "Coffee's great, thank you! What kind is it, if you don't mind me asking?" He's still feeling...awkward, but he reaches to take it back from the side table and gesture with it before taking a sip. He's still got some. He puts it back, juggling cigarette, water bottle, coffee cup and what's left of his taco for a minute or so before looking back up at him. "No, that's plenty, thanks."

He breathes. And steadies himself just that little bit more. "So...I offered to answer any questions you might have?" He's okay. It just took him a minute to get there, promise.