"Yeah." Eli sighed heavily. "I'm enough to mess around with but not a fucking girly bitch, not worth shit to him."

Eli is bitter but once he's a little more sober it might turn to something else, regret or guilt. He was hurting but he'd come around after awhile.

"I'm not the best company." He can't help but feel down. Even so, the kiss gets the briefest smile. "It looks like the food is coming."