Through a fog of bad choices, grief, and a lot of adrenaline- yeah. Sam, the teen that just joined up and was ready to make all the same mistakes I did. [ And instead of being helpful he...got drunk and did the York Usual. ] I don't get that drunk around people I don't know.

[ and he'd been not Casbah drunk, but pretty damn tipsy. Comfortable enough to do something stupid. He looks back up to Sam, lips quirked in the usual crooked, self depreciating grin. ]

But yeah. I remembered.