"I- it's not- Alfie-" Regan sat up, a hand coming up to her temple- Merlin, but everything kind of hurt. "It's not- I just- not when we're drunk like this, and he only just- it isn't right."
She frowned, and then reached a hand to stop him. "I'm sorry, Alfie, just- I know I started it but- I- I shouldn't have-"