[Ugh, he was up here getting drunk, then. Arven doesn't need this. He should just go. But...something in Eli's voice makes him stay.]

I know you don't owe me anything, I just-

[I just don't want you to be next.

He doesn't get the opportunity to finish that thought before Eli continues, stunning him into silence for a moment.]

What? You might be sloppy and drive me up the wall sometimes, but you're not useless. Where's this self-loathing coming from all of the sudden?