[There's no certainty for L on the matter, just clues and speculation, objects that are out of place since the last time he was here. Was that Cesar's doing independently, or the doppelganger's? He averts his eyes as Cesar opens the window and hears the oven click. At least the lasagna will get backed through, even if it means that its status was embarrassingly obvious. Maybe Cesar does think that it's fine, and merely wants to warm it, and L wants to believe that.
Thankfully, Cesar's not judging him for asking for something to take the edge off, but L eyes the bottles. The amount is different, and not really in a reassuring way. He went through a dark period of surviving almost entirely on alcoholic calories to replace some of what the cocaine burned and sweated through, and he can recognize the signs.]
Cesar, uh... have you been drinking more?
[He accepts the glass but keeps his eyes warily on the other man as he takes a sip. Are you OK is the question he feels like he should have asked; it's every bit what he means.]
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Date: 2015-04-06 03:31 pm (UTC)Thankfully, Cesar's not judging him for asking for something to take the edge off, but L eyes the bottles. The amount is different, and not really in a reassuring way. He went through a dark period of surviving almost entirely on alcoholic calories to replace some of what the cocaine burned and sweated through, and he can recognize the signs.]
Cesar, uh... have you been drinking more?
[He accepts the glass but keeps his eyes warily on the other man as he takes a sip. Are you OK is the question he feels like he should have asked; it's every bit what he means.]