Pam was about the only person that Cliff might conceivably not be so callous with. Esther certainly got to peek into that side as well, but it was really hard to act annoyed when in the presence of a sick (technically dying-ish) little girl. "Yeah, she's alright. Thinks I don't eat and always tries to cook me breakfast, even if it's evening time." He glanced up to the sky, but found it a little too bright and returned that gaze to the Earth. Needed more cloudy days, around here. "You know anything about her older brother? I haven't talked to him much, just get scrap metal sometimes for work."