[He tilts his head, wondering what she means with that.]

"Why", what?

[Why he left to get drunk? Why he didn't go back at least in the nights?]

I stink of alcohol, if I go back to bed with you like this you would go to work smelling like that too. What kind of impression would that made? I don't want you to get in trouble because I'm being an idiot.

[He had made his way back home the first night, but something had stopped him from joining her, instead making him turn around and leave. The smell had been one of the reasons, the rest... He didn't have them very clear other than that he felt that she deserved better than what he was being.]

I'm not hidding!

[He shakes his head, eyes wide and incredulous, what is she talking about?]

Is it because I went alone? I don't think you would have liked to be besides me getting drunk all the time for several days.

[Pause.]

Would you?