[House moves to sit back down again. With the lack of food, he's been more and more tired. His natural over-activity has compensated for it, bringing him down to regular human levels of fiddly and pacing, but he's not immune to the news of their imminent demise. He's depressed, he's starving, and he's just taken his own narcotics. Still, his voice is faux-chipper.]
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You can definitely trust me. I got you, babe.