-Well, thank you. -He took the glass of water you offered him with the pill, just to swallow afterwards. He left the glass on the table as he put his arms on both sides of the couch.

-At least I can have more decency in here with you. You're not a character after all, aren't ya? -Maybe, just maybe he could get a rest out of everything. Being in this fucked up reality doesn't help as much to his heache, so you're like some type of fresh air, something new to be with.

-Anyway, guess I can be a little more honest here with you, because being the little protagonist really gets you down. Even though I really did find you amusing, you're actually someone I can deal with, not like the others. -A small snort came out as he thought about how pathetic and sentimental he was, but he doesn't care about it anymore. What else he has to lose?

-You get all frozen standing there while I talk, huh? C'mere, you can sit. -He didn't mind having you as his company in the slightest. You were real, and that's what he wanted to feel. Somehow, he needed to feel that he was alive.

-Neal chuckles- It's funny that most of the time I just make mocking comments about you, and now you're here like my friend. Comical isn't it? Well, the funny part of the show. Being a jackass and breaking the fourth wall bullshit. -He sighed and he rubbed his temples for a moment. He actually didn't hate you, but it's not like he felt a lot for you either. It was a weird type of thing.