"Whiskey doesn't do very much for me," he said, almost sadly. He missed when it did. Now, it felt almost as though he were cheating, except it always was exceptionally entertaining for someone with brash over-confidence to challenge him to a drinking contest and then he could watch them pass out drunk.

But he was a kind soul that would help treat their hangover later. For free, even.

"I'm not sure. I visited once before, but some accident returned me home. I found another short term job in the meantime. I would have to arrange to leave that if I were to stay here."