The outburst is met only with a faint, tired frown. After the other night, everything Tiger says just makes Greg ache. This is what he'd sounded like, isn't it?

"I know you're not. I just thought you might want some anyway." He hooks his thumbs into the pockets of hes jeans. "You don't have to talk to me, man. You don't have to tell me a thing. I just wanna make sure you get what you need, okay?"