"Uh..." Billy thought about keeping it and putting it back himself, but really, that would just be stubborn pride. He was trying to be strong and independent, but at a certain point things were unnecessary strain, and he was trying to walk that line. Raising his eyes from the cheap glass, he put a flat smile on (best he could manage) and offered it up. "Yeah, thanks. Sorry I can't walk you out." Clearing his throat. "Thanks for coming by?"