[Once he has a full nights uninterrupted sleep and wakes up still here, he'll be a lot more believing. Right now coming fresh off the cult bullshit, and dying in a car crash, he's just not accepting of much of anything.

Other than how much he needed this food.]

You make it sound easy Sharky. It's not that easy. I mean I'll try. I gotta try since I'm here and have a chance to have a ... new start I guess. But...

[He sighs, staring down into his now empty Big Gulp coffee cup. It may have been seventeen years for Sharky but that was only weeks ago for Pratt. And he knows, deep inside, he's never really going to be okay again.]

Yeah, I'll give it a try.

[And fail. Because you're weak. You've always been weak.]

[Wince] Maybe a few tries if I need to.