He observed George for a minute, then shook his head. "Look like you've got the weight of the entire fucking world on your shoulder, George. You want to talk about it?"
Lee thought it couldn't hurt to ask, and if George didn't want to then he'd let it slide. He didn't expect George to go pouring out everything that was going on in his life right then and there just because he was back.
More than once Lee thought he should have never left for bloody Australia.
"Dunno. Still trying to get my bearings, you know?" Lee shrugged one shoulder, then crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. "Need to find a job, first and foremost. Reconnect with some mates. Maybe find a shag in between it all."