"I'd like to think we all were." Lifting the tumbler, balancing it neatly from the tips of his long fingers - funny, how his hands are still steady. Maybe it makes sense, the way his heart's stopped beating.
"But that was a long time ago." He tips his head back, downing the Scotch. If his eyes look watery, he can always blame the liquid fire burning right through him.
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Date: 2009-04-14 08:03 pm (UTC)"But that was a long time ago." He tips his head back, downing the Scotch. If his eyes look watery, he can always blame the liquid fire burning right through him.