"Oh, no, I have a cup I was drinking somewhere around here," he assured House, glancing around, then spotting his cup from earlier. It was cold now, but that had never stopped him from drinking it.

"And yeah, I'm working on a new album. Or, well, I think I am. I've got a few tracks going."

He pulled his feet up onto the couch, looking quite small as he held his cup near his chest.