[He laughs a little to match, stepping in close to hook two fingers over the hem of those sweatpants.] I'll just snatch them during your pot-nap, if that sounds good. But no, you'd better have your energy. I'm expecting you to keep up with me out there.

[He grins, too, showing teeth about the little challenge he nestled in that statement. He finds himself wondering how it is that he's so charmed by someone so positive, when his own acquaintances tended towards the dark and depraved most of the time. Naturally. But Drew had this magnetism he couldn't put his finger on.]

If really want to know, right now I'd put money on gluttony. But that's not my final answer.