"True..." Visiting Hermann for lunch worked out just fine. If he ever wanted to visit them outside of work he could always just come over after their shifts finished.

"Oh, uh..." Suddenly he felt a little worried. Had he overstepped talking about his friend like that? Maybe. But he wasn't going to risk Hermann's well-being to talk up someone who may or may not deserve it.

"Well, he's... he's my roommate, and I like the guy, he's a good pal, don't get me wrong!" Joaquin twirled his coffee cup in his hands, restless. "He's just... I don't trust his deathtrap of a motorcycle. He put it together but..."

He shook his head and took another sip of coffee.