[You can tell that he's matured because he doesn't make a single joke about Pratt being in the closet. Also, he can't come up with one fast enough before the genuine sentiment kicks in.]

Yeah, man, obviously! I should, uhhh, probably warn you that you'll wind up with somebody else sharin' your space eventually. [Sharky hasn't seen his cabinmate at all, but that's probably because she's her own room.] So, like, just keep that in mind.

And, uhhh, if you want I'll like. Walk you back before I fuck off. Let you get some sleep and, like, a shower and all that shit. I'll give you my number too, so if... anything happens, you can just, like. Call me. [Yep, if you start going feral, just dial the Sharky hotline and he'll come a-runnin'. Probably to his own death, but hey, it's the thought that counts.]