"Ah, the dreaded rough patch," Coop answers, nodding sagely. He doesn't actually go through too many of those himself, he works very hard at making sure he doesn't, but he's had his fair share. A broken engagement, his best friend's car accident, that hellacious island adventure, and now, Sylvie being back in town has become his greatest source of anxiety. "Let me tell you, man, those are never fun to go through alone so if you ever need help, just call me. Text me. Come find me, whatever, doesn't matter. I'll be there."

He hasn't known Davin all that long, but the guy's a good one. Coop likes his company, maybe for more than just the most innocent of reasons, but he doesn't think he can really be blamed for that. He playfully rolls his eyes at the naked hug comment, though, and it's not that he's opposed to it--he's very much not at all--but Coop's starting to wonder if he's in the best place for that kind of thing right now. He's rapidly approaching Complicated territory when it comes to Sylvie being back, and he doesn't know what the hell's going to happen between them but he does know that it's a hell of a buzzkill to be thinking of someone he maybe, kind of, sort of still loves when he's trying to fuck someone else.

Then again, it might prove to be the best kind of distraction.

"Hey, keep tempting me, and I'll have no choice but to take you behind one of these very fine trees to do just that," he answers with a wink. "I can't make any promises about how lengthy it'll be, though, these dogs are nosy as hell."