Fuck, he felt better. And he wanted more. It was as if a switch had been flipped in him. Moving to a sky kingdom had seemed like a positive change, at first glance. But his responsibilities and woes had stacked up faster than he might've liked. But in that moment... Captain Britain had shut it all out. In the best way, though. Not the tamping it down and swallowing the bitter pill he recrafted each morning.
"I thought I would too, to be honest," the Brit told her. "I need a drink," he said with a laugh in his exhalation. "Go keep our places?" he said and pointed to the table they'd been occupying. "I'll bring you something fresh," the blond vowed.