"Okay," he repeats back, whispered with a little nod. He looks to the dog who seems pretty content to stay with her. "I'm gonna leave the light on, but I'll run to the diner and back-" Not the beach house? "and your dog here better keep an eye on you while I'm gone. Don't think I won't fight him."

And he disappears quick, grabbing his axe in the process just in case. Just in case someone unsavory did come back, they wouldn't have another weapon to use, or Billy could see the guy coming and put the blade to him. It takes a bit to get from the hospital to the diner, but he's back in about thirty minutes.

Walking this time. Because he has the medication bottle in one hand, and a mug of tea in the other, steam curling off of the top of the liquid. "Here, try this. Cinnamint or something. Should keep you warmed up and you can use to take the medication. You only need one tablet." Billy hands the mug over, and then squats down to work the bottle top open.