The sudden appearance of the man makes him jolt, even in his tired state. "I - neither. It's someone's name. Not yours." To be honest, the snark is welcome - it's something to focus on other than 'I should be dead'.

He tries to focus, and stares, and - that's definitely a funerary style of wearing it. He's seen enough funerals in recent months to know how things go by now. It takes a moment to process the question, and another moment to push his mind to think of an answer. "... Water. I guess. Even if... why am I here? I should be... dead."