Tatsumi closed his eyes as he gave a faint nod, resting the bottle on the counter.

"Ya. I hear ya." He took a generous sip this time. It wasn't like it'd do anything. With his chip out, alcohol did nothing to Tatsumi. It was a small price to pay for power, and at the moment Tatsumi was happy he couldn't be swayed by alcohol. He can watch Marco down it in his place.

"Hard to leave the past behind. Specially when ya don't know where the future is going to take ya."