[Alcohol has been pretty much the coping method of choice, after hugs from Lup, and he knows that pretty soon he's going to have to get his shit together to stop, but... this is a social thing as much as anything.

So he takes a drink, blinking a little at the strength of it, but he can handle it.]

That's what I've been fucking saying! It's like, sure, cool, you get to go to rad parties and no one's trying to end the world or whatever, but we are gonna drag up all your shitty trauma and find ways to make it worse somehow.