"Don't you use that tone with me, Ma'mselle, I'm perfectly normal. As normal as they come, in fact." His voice didn't have the usual playfulness such a statement would bring, and he shook his head. God he was fucked up.
Her suggestion got a nod. "Yeah, okay, that's probably a good idea. Yeah. Okay." He nodded again, not sure what else to say. He generally tried to avoid letting people know just how fucked up he was, putting on grand airs (how appropriate his name was, it seemed - well he couldn't be too far gone if he was still making stupid puns) and being obnoxious. it was easier than talking.
At least it was Lia who found him. She wouldn't expect talking or explanations or anything, like someone else might.