I meant here! Now! You wanna live so bad, just-- okay, you're living.

[He presses his lips tight together, looking a little exasperated. This is all a little beyond him to begin with, and now he feels like they're talking in circles. He rubs his forehead, looking around.]

I mean, you-- you got a roof over your head, you got food on the table, you got your fucking bestie down the hall from me, and I know your ass could get laid here any time you wanted it to, so... what? What's missing?