Damien had recognized Parker then, and also recognized the state she was in from looking. It was a hard time, that was certain. For everyone in their situation. "Nope, it's me," he said with a nod as moved to the fridge and took out a small block of cheese, now cutting slices from it on the nearby table. It was a time like now when he needed a snack. Trying to sleep again right away wasn't an option, so this would do for now.
He gave a slow nod toward her, eyes also gazing at the bottle. He did understand. He understood very much. "Yes, it does for some," he agreed softly. Not so much for him. Part of being.. well, Damien, he was immune to a lot of things that cause adverse effects to one's system, alcohol among them. But he knew booze was a temporary fix. "For a while. Just enough to get by for a time. But too much, and.. it can also make things worse." He sighed. "And there are others for whom drinking isn't quite enough and require.. other outlets for it."