*doesn't actually answer as he puts the tape on the table and disappears behind a bookcase for a moment to retrieve a second mug* *pours you a mug of coffee from the pot and hands it to you, still not answering* *picks up his t-shirt, draped over the back of the couch and pulls it on over his head (a bit stiffly)*
*picks up his own mug of coffee* *thoughtfully* No. I don't. *almost-immediately almost-contradicts himself* But I suspect I'm more expendable than you are.