"Keep me away from liquor and green eyes." He snorts a soft laugh, leaning forward enough to bump their knees together. Poking fun at his past self is...easy. All the sharper edges sanded down by time. Back then? They were as raw and ragged as the hole blown through him when he lost...everything. "I uh- it's after my time in the marines. I lose my squad and don't really take it well so. I hide it."