[ his lips part, then shut. for a moment or two, haru looks visibly uncertain, the tiniest of discomforted frowns on his lips. but then he drags up a stool, climbing into it and folding his arms across the island. ]

Alcohol is terrible, and it can turn people into monsters. But.. I understand that sometimes people just want to forget things for a little while. Or.. something like that.

[ he's quiet for a moment, then two, watching souji quietly. at last, he picks up the spoon, nudging the glass with it, brows lifting slightly. ] .. Is that what brought this on? Or was it just the last straw?