Sonny nods slowly, because he gets that. That's just how it is at home too, with his job. You cope, or you go crazy. You cope, or the job eats you alive, ruins your life and your relationships. Especially with Special Victims. You can only deal with rapes and kidnappings and the like so long before it starts to get to you. Honestly, he doesn't know how Olivia and Fin have done the job for so long.

"I pray," he says, because he's never been shy about his religion. "Back home, I have a rough job. So I pray a lot and I go to church. I guess that's what I'll do here, too."

There's a pause as he takes a few more bites, quickly beginning to clear his plate. "Is there a church here?"