Pizza sandwich seems like a valid choice to Bash. He relaxes against the other two. "You been around just as long as both of us have been here. I think you haven't really been trying to get used to all of it. Which, like. That's a choice to make. But in my opinion, things here are a bit easier with people to lean on."

The hand not holding Bash's pizza lightly wraps around Jeff when he leans in. It's almost a reflex at this point: boy leans, hold boy.