[Trip actually stops drinking and stares at Mal, shocked that he admitted it so easily.]

Oh.

[Back to drinking tea which is amazingly enough helping his headache. In fact, it takes him a minute or three to think of what to say.]

Yeah, ya are kinda bad at it, I won't deny that. An' I don't know what I said last night, but I wanna at least talk 'bout this. Ya kinda left in a hurry at the diner. I was...surprised.