Replicators. Billy still preferred his beer and cigarettes, but coffee was a good distraction from them. And lollipops, though those tasted better when he got them from Tae. Billy tries to get to the diner for the coffee, and doesn't really depend on Tommy coming out to him with it.

"I know," he says, with his voice soft. With a soft noise of fabric against the bedside table, Billy slides off of it and squats next to the bed. He looks at Robin with a serious gaze, only letting it flick to Little Bear for a moment. "So, that lady in the hospital, Tae? She gave me meds to sleep at night. Helps a lot because I have nightmares still of —"

A thick pause, but he swallows and keeps going. "Of home. I'll let you have some, cause I can get more from her if I flash a smile," what a lie, "and swear they help and shit. I'll leave the lights on here and go get them real quick."

He had some at the diner. Hidden away in the civic center. Billy could help with sleep.