[Lee listens patiently, as always. He is the best friend an overemotional guy can have. His mouth turns downward as Kenny goes on. This sounds more like a confession of a dying man than someone trying to like, vent about his crazy dream.

But he keeps his hands steady, warm and real.]

Ken...

[Jesus Christ, he's been through some stuff. Lee can tell that much at a glance. It's not right for him to get knocked on the head, and then cmeshit like everyone's dead-- it's not.

When he's quiet enough that Lee can sort of talk him through it, he starts.]

I'm sorry about... whatever dream you had. But you just saw me three hours ago. Ben didn't fall from anywhere. You never left me or Clem. [He smiles halfway.] I mean it. You're the best damn friend anyone could have.

So don't go feeling bad for stuff that never happened, all right?