Might take you up on that. Me and doctors don't get along, so— [ He pauses, because he has to think about that. Does he not get along with doctors? It feels right, rolls off his tongue like the truth instead of idiom and he slowly nods. Okay. ] ... maybe company would be a good idea.

[ At least he's not trying to get in her space or anything. Lounging just seems like the most comfortable thing for him. It's normal, ingrained right now. "Right now" seems important in his head and he isn't sure why, tries to hold on to that thought for later. ]

Anyway, looks like we really are neighbors, at least.