"There's always the piano in Bellona," he offers. "I don't play there very often because it feels a bit isolating to me personally, but it's not man-eating, and way more private."

He warms his hands around the coffee as he thinks about Ossie's question for a moment, then reaches for the food. He ought to eat while it's warm, it's polite, but right now he's speaking.

"... Honest answer? Nobody has a good time around here, and I'm not an exception. I've been dealing with it, the same as we all have to, but it's... I mean, September has been mostly fine, weirdly enough. But. Stressed. Very stressed."