"If he had," he manages from betwixt clenched teeth. "Would I admit it?" And definitely not right now. Not when he's agreed to this and now that they've started, he'll be damned if he gives in.

It's like not thinking back on the life he once led, the man he had been before he became who he was now. He had to maintain the illusion or it started to crumble.

"What? No drink? Nothing sweet to tame it?" Given how red he is, it's a smart ass thing to say but there's a lightness there as well. At least he tries for their to be.