Boone lets Uldren pour his own glass, focusing on his own. He's relaxing more too, glad that the serious stuff is over. He's feeling kind of accomplished for actually talking about something like this, though it doesn't quite reach his expression.

"Yeah... me too." He's not much of a talker usually, but the chats with Uldren have been enjoyable. Even if they were talking about nothing important, it was just nice.

"I don't really, uh. Talk with anyone else. Wasn't great at it back home, not great at it here. But it's... I like talking to you." He quickly takes a drink from his glass, wondering if he explained that well enough. Was it weird? He glances over at Uldren to gauge his reaction, though admittedly he's not great at reading people- he can tell when there's a subtle shift in them, but he doesn't tend to know what it correlates to.