Punchy looks sheepish, then outright ashamed, staring at his shoes for a moment after Dave puts his finger on one of the elephants in the room. It's not that Punchy isn't aware of the damage he's doing to his body, his mind - his relationships, even. It's not like he can't call it like it is, an unhealthy coping mechanism.

"I been playing at a hero long enough. Maybe a wizard's on the up." He doesn't sound convinced, and it's far from a promise to look into that or anything else for Dave. He doesn't know how Dave hasn't crumpled under the Arenas, but then again, Punchy's been here two years, including three months Avoxed. Maybe anyone would start to fray after that long.

"I just need ways to not think for a few. Because when I do..." He makes a gesture like his head's exploding. "You know."