Roy was walking you home at 2am after quite the night out. He had an arm pushed around your shoulder to keep you steady, and he made sure to keep you from tripping. This wasn't how Roy wanted to spend his night, walking some random person he met at a houseparty to their house. Whatever. He could just go back to the party... Probably.

"You holdin' up fine?" He asked this as he leaned to look at you.