He makes a similar face and winces. "Shit. Erin. I was...mostly fucking around. I'm sorry. That wasn't a joke I should have made. I don't think you were trying to cut me out."

The rest of his drink is gone. Fortunately when he woke up in his shiny new bed he also seems to have regained his healing ability. He can still get drunk but he has to work for it now. "...I knew it wasn't Valdis. She told me...I'm just scared now that she'll always think I'm weak, that I won't fight when I need to. Hell, I'm scared that's true."

That is the second time someone has said something about last October. "Pratt mentioned last October. What happened?"