Duke had already had his own reservations about how much he drank, this last fall. He'd even tried to cut down a little for awhile, so her mentioning it was a bit of a shock to his system. A reminder that he probably needed better coping mechanisms than booze.

Or leaning on his already traumatized partners.

He shifted, uncurling his legs self-consciously. "Yeah," he muttered. "Sorry 'bout that."