"Pretty sure that I'm older than you by fifteen years and that's when I started drinkin' on the side.. Sometimes," he granted with a little bob of his head and a halfhearted smile. It wasn't like he was hitting a bottle of Jim Beam every night at 16 or anything but it was the country. A sip of whiskey or Mags Bennet's Apple Moonshine wasn't unusual.

The question has him glancing up at Klaus and then the living room with a passing concern, like everyone might be staring at them but they weren't and he nodded. "Yeah, sure. You need to uh..." He gestured at him. "Get changed or anything? A coat at least, it's.. not exactly summer out there."

Yes, he worried. Klaus looked like the kind of guy that got sick easily, even if the declarations of alcoholism was likely to burn out anything unfortunate enough to decide to settle in their systems.