[Surprisingly, their presence doesn't make him flinch, but he is also extremely tired. If the demons are here to get him, then whatever. Take him away, damn.

He lets out a slow and long exhale, tipping his head back as he leans a little on the iron fencing.]

I know. You don't have to bring out the kid gloves just yet. [His joking falls so flat now.] Just needed a little space to breath for a minute.

[He refuses to look at either of them when he says, genuinely:]

Sorry.