Alan wasn’t glowering so much as staring sadly at his cup of tea. But he nodded, understanding. He’d been doing some wallowing himself and he didn’t even have being tortured to blame for it. Not that having a reason meant that what Will did was acceptable, but it did make it more understandable. “You’ve been drinking way too much since you got back,” Alan agreed. “I didn’t want to say anything since you’d been through hell but… yeah, laying off is a good idea.”