"I'll have a little."

He nods. It reminded him, keenly, if his youth. Of stealing away to the city and drinking far too much, stumbling home with one arm wrapped around William's neck to help steady himself. William did much the same. It was always like that- when he was needed, he always propped someone up.

"Don't drink too much." He says it with almost a smile, and chuckles coldly. "You don't want to regret it in the morning."