"You don't look weird." It comes out without him thinking about it, because weird makes it sound like a bad thing that she looks that way, and it's not, "I'm the same, really. Where I came from... may have been a good place for some people, but it wasn't for me. This is much better."

She drinks fast, and Shrieky feels as though he should catch up, so he takes his own drink and tips it back. He's planning on drinking maybe half of it, but somehow when he lowers the glass again, it's empty. He'd had less left than her anyway...

"I don't know what it is!" He confesses, glancing towards her, with a half smile, "Have you tried to sing about it here? Did you bring stones of your own?"