He'd gone through what had been there the longest first, at least trying to make it look like he'd simply gone through them more gradually. Fooled enough people that didn't actually know him as well as they liked to think. Hadn't gotten too bad until those last few years, and at that point it hadn't mattered to him; every day was a bad day that simply got worse... and worse, and worse.
Knew that Reyes mixed himself a sickeningly sweet paint stripper after incredibly hard missions, but Morrison had gone the further steps himself.
A faint hum, more a low sound than anything really behind it, "Don't do it as much these days." An admittance, but also one that told he'd let up on downing so much of it, outside of incredibly bad moments where he just wanted... out, and the only way out for a brief time was half a jar of moonshine; or full, if it was small.
Jack snorted and there was a bit of a sway for the pinch, even so there was still some lingering reluctance in pull away, but they did part after that nudging of noses. He picked up the pot and moved it off the stove, turning that off and setting it aside. "e are, we're going on a date- this should be fine, lids on secure and it need the time to cool down before I can put it away." Making sure the lid was on securely and tucking the pot into one of the repaired cabinets; would cool in there fine, and no curious animals could get into it.
Turned then, looking Reaper over, taking his own mask off the table to have it in hand; still was more comfortable walking in public with even just the visor on. Everything off was just between them- "Ready then?"
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Knew that Reyes mixed himself a sickeningly sweet paint stripper after incredibly hard missions, but Morrison had gone the further steps himself.
A faint hum, more a low sound than anything really behind it, "Don't do it as much these days." An admittance, but also one that told he'd let up on downing so much of it, outside of incredibly bad moments where he just wanted... out, and the only way out for a brief time was half a jar of moonshine; or full, if it was small.
Jack snorted and there was a bit of a sway for the pinch, even so there was still some lingering reluctance in pull away, but they did part after that nudging of noses. He picked up the pot and moved it off the stove, turning that off and setting it aside. "e are, we're going on a date- this should be fine, lids on secure and it need the time to cool down before I can put it away." Making sure the lid was on securely and tucking the pot into one of the repaired cabinets; would cool in there fine, and no curious animals could get into it.
Turned then, looking Reaper over, taking his own mask off the table to have it in hand; still was more comfortable walking in public with even just the visor on. Everything off was just between them- "Ready then?"