There is nothing you can do that I have not already done to myself

"Hm? Oh, no plans, at least none yet," Dib said with a murmur, pulling on his black jeans. "I can't seem to wake up enough to really focus on anything," he continued as he smiled, nodding to Sollux's clothes that he brought in with him from the living room on his return trip to get dressed. "Coffee's made, there's cereal in the cupboard." He pulled out a shirt at random and tugged it on. It clearly didn't matter which shirt he was going to wear, they were all variations on the same theme of black sleeveless t-shirt with either some monosyllabic word in white, or a simplistic memento mori design.

"If you need anything, let me know, I've probably got it around."