[ When he shifts his hand back a bit he feels almost almost disappointed. Weird. It's all just... weird. But it's a good weird, or at least he thinks so. ]

Yeah. Well. I don't drink like that any more.[ He doesn't do a lot of things he did then any more. He's tried to turn over a new leaf, as much as he can. ]

You know I'm not like that now, don't you? The shit I did back then... I won't do that again. To you. Or anyone.