That at least made Seel smile. It was true. After his first hangover, why had he continued? It was horrible. But, memory fades fast, and getting there was awfully fun. And Cal was such a bad influence. In those days, Seel had been awfully susceptible to his advances and suggestions, padding after him like a lovesick puppy. Seel would have done anything to please him. Too bad he never quite got over this, and it turned into a twisted love-hate relationship he couldn't quite sort out.

And Swift? He hadn't done anything wrong. Seel had to admit, for someone who had never even gotten a cold, he was doing pretty well. It wasn't his fault he was lucky enough to be born second generation and had no knowledge or experience of certain things. It was part of why Seel loved him, what made Swift, Swift.

But it still pissed him off. But most things pissed Seel off.

"It was fun getting there. Keep drinking that water." He offered him a cracker. "Eat." Was that a peace offering?