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[color=8493ca]"Suit yourself, if you change your mind the offer is still up,"[/color] Marlin frowned to himself though it wasn't visible. He had no intentions that night than to just drink his thoughts away, it helped him remain 'balanced' in his head so he could use his fighting method without risk of self harm. Plus he wouldn't have to think on those of his past, triggered memories from things around him, though he hid this from everyone. Drinking wasn't just a form of fun entertainment, it was his prescription. Luckily controlling his aura to enhance the abilities of his liver to keep himself from dying of alcohol poisoning was a bonus. Marlin caught her glancing down at her bags, he suspected that she didn't want to be there. Downing the rest of his old whiskey from his glass and showing no signs of drunkenness, he spoke calmly and rather cheerful, [color=8493ca]"You don't ever wanna kick back and get away from all the stress, all the problems of the world, even for just a few hours?"[/color] He enjoyed her company, even if it was far from friendship, sitting at a bar alone wasn't any fun and he would hate to see her go, [color=8493ca]"Everyone needs a break at some point, eases the pressure."[/color]