Ryoji smiles. He knows he hasn't known the boy long enough for a lot of real trust- trust is hard, knowing what they know sometimes- but it's really nice that he's even offering this. "Thanks," he says, "I won't say anything."

He'll follow the other boy in, sitting down on the mattress. (And he will offer Tobias some of his coffee, if he wants it.) The cold has since left him, but the mental run around was hard enough, without getting hit with... whatever the thing even was. Lost. Very lost. That feeling is somewhat harder to shake.