Logan looked at the strange man for a moment as he processed the questions posed. Was he alright? He would be. He’d been this drunk before. Did he need anything? Lots of things. Something so combat the loneliness and the depression.
“I’m good. Do you need anything?” Maybe the words felt a bit heavy on his tongue, a bit slurred from his lips. But he didn’t mind. It’d be over come daybreak.
He didn’t like being in debt to anyone so he would find a way to make this up to Ehren for the inconvenience.