[He's not too sure how to take that, it was interesting to be considered anything close to anything, but he'd felt it too. He tilts his head to the side, just short of resting it on Owen's shoulder.]

Y'know... I was thinkin' the same thing, 'n this could be the painkillers, exhaustion and mental trauma talkin' but it might be nice t'actually have a friend who wants me around rather than just needs it.

[He sighs, taking another drink.]

's nice, really.