Something has to change. He nods fractionally, reaches out a hand toward her. His wrists are bruised, but he's not really thinking about that -- just wanting to hold her hand a moment for reassurance. In both directions. Something does have to change, whatever peace they thought they might have is clearly not holding at the moment.

"Something will. It has to. Hopefully for the better this time."

He takes another deep breath, turning to offer her a small smile. She's still his guest right now, after all, he can't be too down the entire time or he will be a chore to be around.

"Thank you for coming," he says finally, and gestures with the drink fractionally. "And for this. You didn't have to."