One got used to have their raw emotions on display - or at least, that's what Kirk told himself. It made it easier to function in the long run, as keeping it all inside was like swallowing acid. He was making a good show of it now though, hiding away the aching loss of James.

"Not on hand, but I do know where to get them. And a quiet place to indulge in both if you don't want to stay in the hotel," he offered, motioning for Caleb to walk with him towards the Hotel's bar - quieter than the club. His stores of alcohol at his home had been summarily destroyed back during the attacks, otherwise he would have headed straight there. But hey, more time to walk it off.