Yep, that's him. Spent a night on his couch back when I first arrived, and I guess he caught hell for it.

[Ellie takes another fry, sighing deeply. It's- something that'll need to be worked on, but it's frustrating that she can't help this guy with his faraway eyes, here and now.

She'd have gone crazy, if she couldn't leave. She'd been so jumpy, she'd clocked someone when they were just trying to help her. It's a matter of time before someone gets hurt in this situation.]

Yeah, I know. It's much better once get through the few days and you're out. Promise.

[She snorts softly at apology fries, and shrugs.]