"General statement. Whatever." Dan usually doesn't sound so sour and exasperated - not angry, but just frustrated, frayed. He sighs and finds a place to sit with his back to the wall, taking up half the bed, and drinks.

He sighs, looking at Price. "I don't want them caring about me, you know."

It's hard enough that Bunny cares about him, and how terrible is that, that Dan sees being cared for as a source of distress? That being sincerely loved by someone is as often a burden as it is a blessing?

"It's more uncomplicated that way."