"No. Sober, it would make sense. I'm a rock star, right?" There was an edge of bitterness in Gideon's voice that wasn't usually there, however.
His eyes slid over Essery again slowly, remembering the past and lost in memory for a moment, a slow smile curving his lips, his expression wicked and charming for a moment before it faded. "I'm a lousy friend sometimes, aren't I?"