Sounds near what I'm used to. You either sink or swim, yes? Even if you must drown the others about you.

( He thumbs the rim of his glass, a little too deep into his cups to really realize its affect on him. A problem, for someone with effectively no tolerance.

He lets what Childe says hang cool in the air between them, for a moment. )

Do you wish to fight again? Your desire seems a gaping maw, and I can't imagine I satisfy you; still, you might like one of the tricks I've regained, just to pass the time.