[He laughs, the sound more a short bark than anything else. Yeah. He's not paranoid. Maybe now, but that doesn't make it a permanent condition.]

Can't get through work like we do without coming out the other side a little paranoid, I've found. Key's recognizing when it's useful and when it isn't.

[He nods at the question.]

That's my guess. Was last I knew, but who knows if he had the stomach anymore after the shit we dealt with.