"Wine is fine but liquor is quicker," Jacob says, the old adage familiar. That's why so many people turn to gin- it's as cheap as beer, but you don't need as much to get the same effect. He's not the one trying to drown himself in the bottom of a bottle at the moment though, and that gives him a moment of pause, looking at the young man to try and work out what afflicts him.

That's not so easy to know without asking, but Jacob's thoughts drift back to the conversation before, what he remembers that wasn't lost in the headache that came after. Five has a sister here. Did he say a brother too? And back home the world keeps ending, or trying to end. He's not sure how that works, but perhaps that's enough to drive you to drink.

He notes that Five doesn't offer the bottle back, but that's okay. He thinks, with all that's going on, one of them should keep their head.

"I don't understand what they'd get out of it if the world does end," He muses, "Because surely, we all disappear? Not just die but go completely? But maybe that's what they want. Maybe they think that everyone is so wicked the world should end." He shrugs, not really buying it.

He's quiet a moment more, and then, more gently, "What are you trying to forget? If you don't mind me asking?"