[ Buck starts eating his sandwich anyway, because he doesn't mind his greens. And, yeah, it's kinda gross for it to be like wilted lettuce on his hot sandwich, but he'll eat it anyway. Can't waste food. ]

I'm not his dad, Eddie.

[ He reminds him, but teasingly, because he does like the idea of being an influence on him. ]

But hey, do you wanna... talk?

[ About serious things, because he thinks maybe they ought to. ]

About um. Last night? Or this morning, I guess.

[ He looks sheepish, rubbing the back of his neck. ]