"Heh. Sorry."

It was a hell of a question. He opened and closed his mouth a few times before speaking.

"Uh- The thing about me, dude, is that when shit happens to me, it's never-- one thing. It comes in waves," he laughed, shaking his head. "I'm used to it. I'll be okay. Thanks for asking, though."

He raised his eyebrows, taking in his friend. "What about you? What's all that for?" he asked, gesturing at items Scotty held.