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"Still go' some..." Billy gave him a trembling grin as he pointed toward the scraggly colorful locks that still remained on the shark-boy's head, but glanced back to Sid bleerily as he spoke, "Wha'? Oh, aye, s'fake... b'don' matter now... does it..? Tha's still... tha's still me in th'photograph there!" This little maddened moment of frustration was enough to earn another flicker and buzz and he settled right back down again.

Alec smirked and ran a hand over his oddly-shaped skull. It made him sad that the fuzzy tufts that were the remnants of his hair felt out of place to him now.

"Aww ye still young, ol' Sid." The teen snickered jokingly, pretending to comfort the fish-faced man. "A'd've neveh guessed ye weh marreh'd though. Ye don' seem th'type? 'ow'd ye do i'..... yanno... be'n a couple?" He paused for a moment, letting his voice cut short so that his embarassment would hopefully go unnoticed by the droning noise of the squeaky chair. Unfortunately, they had just arrived at their destination and the comforting noise ceased as he brought the chair to a pause once they reached the cafeteria door.

"Never said I knew what I was doing." Sid opened the door and leaned against it to allow the chair through. "I just popped the question at the right moment. With the first one we were drunk... black out drunk, wake up and wonder who the hell's in the bathroom drunk." His attempt to lick his lips was thwarted when he realized they were too far apart for that. "Second I was half dead, and the third was some psycho fan girl... "

He lost some of his rambling momentum as he got a good look at Billy on the way in. Maybe he wasn't as bad as he looked, but Sid couldn't force himself towards optimism even while drugged. He trailed after them for a few steps in silence before he remembered what he'd been talking about, and what Alec had asked.

"Couldn't say how you're supposed to make it work... The trick, I think, is to find someone as ******** up as you... Only, not more ******** up, cause then they'll liable to stab you in your sleep. And not less... cause they'd just leave." He raised and lowered his freehand languidly. "It's a very delicate balance, really."

He wasn't particularly upset by the idea that his own chances of ever duping some women were completely shot, not as long as everything was pleasantly numb. He stopped at the first table they came to.

"This'll do."

Perhaps it was the negitive undertones of their conversation sinking into Billy in some way, but his broken mind seemed to get stuck on the reason he was sitting there helpless. "I... I killed him. I... I weren't thinkin'..." His voice wavered, bearly leaving his throat. Jab out the chip with a broken piece of glass. BRILLIANT idea. Destroy the one ally he could have really trusted... He was dead. He was sure of it. Dead or worse. And it was all his fault. "I... Feckin'... buggerit..."

Alec was about to snort out some snide comment about fish when he caught the sparse words being mumbled by the sluggish man next to him at the table. All at once his face drew blank and slowly his head turned to glance at Billy with his peripheral vision. Whhhat. Killed... who...? The teen was too afraid to ask the inevitable. Part of him hoped Billy would continue rambling in hopes he'd spill more details to shed some light, while the other really didn't want to know. You mean to say all this time... this... GUY, this feeble thing... I'm sitting next to a MURDERER?!? His back stiffened at the thought, blood running cold in his veins. Should he start running now, or...?

Sid looked to Alec and shrugged. Getting the full details out would likely be dangerous, given Billy was already sedated to hell, so he held off. That, and it wasn't the first time he'd mentioned murder. He still had no clue why he stuck around after that, other than the octopus had been in too pathetic a state to abandon since he met him.

"It's alright," he said. "Just... don't worry about that now."

Billy fell silent, his head hung miserably as his babbles dropped too low to be audible. Regardless of what they could still pick up or understand from the broken man, it was clear he was greatly disturbed and bothered by something. His fins flaired and flattened as his four shoulders shuddered, tentacles worming around himself in a pathetic self-embrace.

Alec gratefully snatched the sandwich Sid had brought over as soon as it had come within arm's reach, hungrily engulfing a large bite in a matter of seconds. It helped that he didn't have to chew much anymore, his teeth did most of the work in tearing and his iron stomach did the rest.

Giving himself another reason to be quiet as he ate, the teenager couldn't help but glance over at the whimpering man in the wheelchair as he looked as if he was about to burst into tears. I thought I was in hot water? What the hell had Billy gotten himself into? Sure sounded a lot more serious than my altercation had turned out... The young shark thought to himself and suddenly decided to reach over with a spare hand and pat the octopus's shoulder. He could probably use a hug right now, and he'd have probably given one had he been in a more calm and reassuring state of mind.