He poured the tea and handed a cup to Doc before picking up his own.

"I see my mother and sister all the time; they both live in the city. I work with my mentor, a lieutenant in Major Crimes at the NYPD. I have... people around. Just not." He gestured to the upstairs vaguely with his still shaky right hand. "At night." He clenched the hand into a fist and steadied it on the counter. "Raylan actually came in and tried to wake me up last night. I don't know how much of a good idea that was but... nobody's ever done it before if I wasn't... loose." Rampaging around blindly; a danger to himself and others.