[ Sitting back and slouching, Reggie tilted his head forward so that his bangs fell a bit in his face, and to shift his gaze lower so as to look away. After another moment he shrugged slowly. ]

It's not presumption... I just know. And it doesn't matter why, besides the fact you don't get hung up on crap the same way everyone else does.

[ But that's as far as he was ready to elaborate. ]

And you'd at least know what I could do about it -- like maybe there's something I could take for it, 'cause I just wanna stop having sleeping problems and thinkin' about death all the time. That's all.