"I know a warlock." alec offered. "He deals with mirrors and portals, and things like that. That's why I asked." He stood up. "Look, I'm stuck here, and it seems like you're stuck here, too. If you... you know, need anything, I'm here... to talk. I can't say I've had portals or mirrors take my friends or lovers away, but I did lose someone I *know* i'll never get back... and I couldn't do anything to help him. So in a way...look, just know that you don't have to dwell on it alone. And in case you didn't notice? Bottles don't talk back."
Alec found himself also irritated. He'd been trying to empathize with the man, and he wasn't ready to listen. Alec got that. But it put him in a weird place, too, now that he'd managed to drudge up memories he'd been trying to forget.