hanselthehandsome said:
"Well either I was hunting a witch or I was drunk... if my sisters not with me I was probably drunk.... where's my meds?" he asks "If I don't take my meds every few hours I'll die." he says
Natasha sighs, pulling herself to stand. A drunken fairytale character; just when she’d thought her life couldn’t handle any more abnormality. Picking up his possessions from the bay, she re-enters the room, slipping the bottle of pills across to him. “Just what do you need them for?”