Foggy has no idea how easy he has it. Really. But no, nothing wrong with self-preservation. No judgment from Ver, seeing as how she ran away like a coward when her world ended.

"Coffee, then sitting?" She'll steer him toward the Harp. It's got the best coffee, the sort he'll like, and okay the waitstaff might be a little weird for him but he'll adapt. She hopes. "Nothing that hasn't always been happening. You just didn't see it before. And if you don't want to deal with it, that's okay, I'll get you home and you never have to come back or think about it again."