"I mean all we've got is time, here." Which is kind of sort of true. They have time until they go back to being on ice or something like that, considering it isn't like they can go home if the Natha can be believed. It's a harsh truth, even more harsh if you linger on it too long. He tries not to think about it too much or too often. The idea that everything he fought for could just be gone, just like that...

He takes a long drink of their shared alcohol.

"Then maybe we'll keep drinking." He laughs lightly, taking another sip. "But, really, I promise you there isn't very much to share. Not a lot goes on when you're a street kid. It's all survival and that's it."