[She can see that and she figured he would fall asleep anyway, even if he was going to protest. Even though Rip can't.. really get drunk anymore, she does remember the hangovers and the nights she went back to the barracks tipsy from drinking with the others.
Really, sleep was the only decent cure.]
Yes, I'm sure.
[And.. She might feel a little warm and fuzzy being called 'mom'. She didn't drink any of the wine, did she? No? Well.. There's no going back now, is there. ]
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Really, sleep was the only decent cure.]
Yes, I'm sure.
[And.. She might feel a little warm and fuzzy being called 'mom'. She didn't drink any of the wine, did she? No? Well.. There's no going back now, is there. ]
Sweet dreams, Eliot.