[When the silence falls he doesn't have it in him to break it. He could pull out all his excuses, but he's not actually interested in excusing himself. It doesn't matter anyway. It's not as if the kid's glaring isn't the least bit deserved.

But, when they get outside and Maverick lights up that cigarette, he only makes it a few steps before hesitating and turning back.]

Hey, you probably don't want to listen to me right now. Or ever. But... don't stay out here too long, okay? There's been... things around. Dangerous things and not the kind that can be taken on or taken lightly. Imelda can confirm as much in the morning if you don't believe me. I figure you're going to have your smokes either way so, just... be careful, when you do. And thank you again.