Not really. Well, kind of, but less practice and more training.

[ She steps, leans against the wall next to him. ]

That's the point, right? It's like training you how to go back into your life.

[ Except neither of them really have a life to go back to. ]

Gods, I don't know, Felix. I'm... I don't know. I'm sorry. I came here to drag you off to get drunk, if you don't want to be here.