"Fair," Hadyn said with a slight tip of his hair. People were generally of two minds with morphine- loved it, or hated it. The ones that loved it, typically, were the ones you worried about. And if Elisha was going to drink his own whiskey, that probably meant that Hadyn should get his own glass.

Standing back up, he found the glasses and bottle and poured himself his own glass. And for a moment he stared at it with a slight frown. He needed to really rethink his life plans, he thought. If he was going to go home to drink a whiskey every night...

Fuck it. Hadyn drank half the glass before he refilled it and turned back to the couch with Elisha. Smiling a little, he brought the bottle over as he sat. "Anything you want to watch? Might as well enjoy your time off, even if it wasn't the plan."