Around, yeah... He went to ask people for stuff he could help out with, whatever needs an extra pair of hands. He's done enough sitting around.

[A little belatedly, he realises his slight slip-up - dammit, he really shouldn't talk when he's sick - but doesn't skip a beat.]

'Course, I told him too - spending too much time in this kind of dump, you never know when your luck's gonna run out... [Hint, hint, Billy.] But it's holding up so far. I think he's trying to rub it in.

[There, a seamless lie. He looks up.]

If you were looking for him, I could let him know when he next drops by.