Let's be real: even if he did know, nothing short of a nuclear winter resulting in immediate death would even fundamentally slow him down. Titles, names, responsibilities were all secondary to how someone's ass looked, preferably when naked.
But hey, he was better than he used to be. A little. A lot. So that was a thing.
"I think the only way to not taste it is to hook it up in an IV. Which- " One finger pointed at her. "-I'm not really arguing against." Because, in the end, he didn't want much: to be warm, to be done with wars, to be with his super fucking annoying team, to see his kid, to kill a specific merc or two. Simple man, simple desires.
Oh, and talk to a hot chick, so that was one thing in his column.
"Hey!" He watched her take it, a little triumphant because clearly it was strong for her to make a face like that and he was just proving--
Proving nothing other than how wrong he was. Yeah, so it was sweet, that didn't mean it was kids juice! "Look, I'm not saying that watching a bunch of toddlers drunkenly telling each other stories of their youth wouldn't be hil-fucking-arious, but I'm pretty sure you're mistaken when you're saying this is kid's wine." And you better believe he was reaching back to reclaim what was his.
THEN YOU KNOW THE SUFFERING! (let's all just hang our heads)
But hey, he was better than he used to be. A little. A lot. So that was a thing.
"I think the only way to not taste it is to hook it up in an IV. Which- " One finger pointed at her. "-I'm not really arguing against." Because, in the end, he didn't want much: to be warm, to be done with wars, to be with his super fucking annoying team, to see his kid, to kill a specific merc or two. Simple man, simple desires.
Oh, and talk to a hot chick, so that was one thing in his column.
"Hey!" He watched her take it, a little triumphant because clearly it was strong for her to make a face like that and he was just proving--
Proving nothing other than how wrong he was. Yeah, so it was sweet, that didn't mean it was kids juice! "Look, I'm not saying that watching a bunch of toddlers drunkenly telling each other stories of their youth wouldn't be hil-fucking-arious, but I'm pretty sure you're mistaken when you're saying this is kid's wine." And you better believe he was reaching back to reclaim what was his.