Gerry shrugs awkwardly, regretting saying anything. There's very little that he doesn't want to talk about, so his hesitation is glaringly obvious now.

"I didn't really celebrate birthdays at all before. But I last year, I was seeing someone who... made it a really nice day. For the first time in as long as I could remember. It... yeah. It was good. But then he left the island right before my next birthday, so."

He shrugs again. "Easy come, easy go, I guess. This year I just closed the shop and slept all day. Nice in its own way, I guess."