"My mom made it. She's trying to be supportive about the whole leaving the nest... again." A flash of teeth in more of Billy's usual slapdash humor. He just tossed grins and smiles out left and right, at the smallest provocation. Taking his own glass after everything was put away, he gratefully propped himself up against the counter to sip.
"Anyway, as for normal... I don't know. Guess I gotta figure out my normal." His eyes moved around the apartment, appreciative and uncertain simultaneously. "Stuff like how I'm going to get the fridge open more than once a day without ending up on my ass." He contemplated it.