Ilariy tilted his head to face forward again, instead of gazing at the ceiling. His half-lidded eye seemed glazed with thought as he slowly nodded, offering a slight smile. "N'thin' 'lse, th'nks," he sighed out, reaching for the coffee and taking a harsh gulp of the hot substance. A slight shiver racked his spine; he could feel the coffee already waking him up a bit for the personal business he had to do tonight.<br/><br/>Glancing at the cupcake, he sighed once again; feeling somewhat guilty since he probably wouldn't eat it this time around. He took another quick swig of his coffee; internally confronting himself about what he had to do this evening.