[ The thing that truly bothers him is the fact that he can't seem to pinpoint a reason for all this, other than it feels just like a really annoying yakuza recruitment scheme. It could just be that but his instincts are screaming at that there is more that's not being said. ]

I was, still, a practicing alcoholic so I don't know how much stress I can release from that. So - [ He shrugs. ] - maybe sharing my bed would be nice. Might as well cut myself some slack while in hell, right?