It's what he needs to hear; to feel like he can belong. It's very brief, but he hears the echo of a young girl, his sister, Rebecca, whose face he can't see. She's laughing, calling him a 'fat head' before the audible memory is completely gone.

After seeing Neal's smile, he looks at Daisy, making that direct eye contact momentarily before it slips away and he nods subtly.

Maybe one day soon he'll accept the idea that these two people care or, at least, have a sense of compassion that he can gain something from. Perhaps open up a little more and learn that it will help him feel less alone.

That, yes, he can have friends.

He picks up his coffee mug and flashes an awkward smile, hoping that doesn't happen again during the visit.