Apparently they just took turns shrugging their shoulders. "It's probably not about those who want the help, but those they need help with. Or against. Fuck, I don't know."
He got himself a refill, offering her the same. When he took a sip he looked at her over his glass. "But you've stayed. That's worth a lot, I guess." Were he a bit more into that feeling shit he'd add something like 'I hope you realize that this thing we're doing is not one-sided at all'.. but he knew better than to jinx it. And he wasn't really into those grand confessions and he figured Aurora wasn't either. "You think people don't feel connected because there are no existential threats around?" Maybe that was a bit tactless, with everything that has happened to people she cared about. Eh, blame it on the wine.
"You're right. Plus, we need to see whether he'll actually stick around." But she was right - even though they had plenty of wine they didn't have to talk about just depressing shit. "All right, change of topics then: you pick."