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I have like, a health question. How many drinks is it normal to have a day? Of alcohol, that is. Just for a benchmark, 'cause I was having an argument with a guy about this a while ago.

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Did you really kill Ladd? Because if that's true, I owe you a drink.

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[Barron knocks on Prefect's door. He hasn't seen his warden today and it's almost midday, so that is clearly a problem. They have adventures to go on.]

[Prefect answers the door, looking very slightly disheveled. He'd been thinking heavily upon Stildyne's departure, and trying to piece together what his life would be like now that he'd left, from what the man had told him during his time here.

Unfortunately thinking about that required some fuel in his tank, so when he answers his door, his shirt is un-tucked and rumpled, and he's already slightly drunk.]

Comrade!

[He declares cheerily, before remembering what he'd suggested the last time he'd seen Barron.

Less drinking. RIGHT.]

[As far as Barron's concerned, Prefect's dishevelment just means that he's a bit late to the party.]

Sassy comrade! [Barron said, deciding that just plain comrade was too boring for him.] We need to go to the art room, ASAP. There's things for us to do.

[Prefect laughs at the... adaptation to what is a completely acceptable working title (He wasn't sassy, he was just observant), but he steps out of his room after Barron, all the same.]

All right, Comrade. What do we need to do in the art room?

[Not that he was going to say no, or anything. They did need a non-drinking hobby.]

Well. [Barron said, taking a moment to grin at Prefect.] I think that you should have a memory board as well. Just in case something like that last flood comes around again.

[He looks at Prefect expectantly.]

[Prefect looks delighted, because, okay, probably he wouldn't ever need a memory board again, but it made him irrationally happy to have Barron want him to have one.]

I think that is a really... thorough solution to future potential floods, Comrade.

[He steps forward, shutting the door behind him.]

And, I would like to do it very much.

[Barron beams. This is an excellent development.]

That's awesome, man. Because I think it'll come in useful and be really good to have.

[He started to walk down the hallway.] By the way, if a doctor talks to you, you gotta tell him that I'm not an alcoholic and that I don't know any. Because it's the truth.

[Prefect falls into step beside Barron, his expression slipping slightly at the mention of alcoholism.]

Why? Why would he ask me about that?

[He pulls a face.]

We should probably try to drink less though. If you graduated and went home, and kept drinking like we do now, I think you would probably die quite soon...

[Barron replies smoothly, with no hint of a lie.]

I was asking him about normal amounts of drinking. We were both in it, so that's good. But he may have gotten the impression that I drink too much. [Barron shrugs.] He's just being overly cautious.

[Barron just smiles at Prefect's mention of going back home.] Come on, man. We don't drink that much.

Comrade... I feel like I should let you know that this is something that's been drawn to my attention before. I mean, the drinking.

[Prefect is pretty certain that they don't drink normal amounts, but he's also aware that he's... not the best judge of this?]

When I was an inmate, my Warden had to forbid anyone from giving me alcohol, because I got to a point where I just never sobered up...

[Barron hadn't heard about that before. He looked at Prefect in surprise, somewhat perturbed.]

Really? That seems like a cruel thing to do. [He paused.] You're sober now, anyway. For the most part.

[Fun facts, Barron: your warden is kind of an alcoholic...]

He wasn't being cruel. I just... I'm not always the best judge of whether or not what I'm doing is a good idea, and since there are no consequences here...

[He lets himself go.]

But you're right, I am better now than I was.

You're fine and you're a great warden. [Barron said. If he'd been talking to anyone else, he might have put a hand on their shoulder. But with Prefect, that probably wasn't a great idea.]

The doctor dude is just being overly cautious. Everything is fine.

[Probably.]

Thank you. And you are an excellent inmate. I still think we should consider trying to drink a little less...

[Barron just laughs. You are such a jokester, Prefect.]

Okay, okay. We'll "drink less."

[Barron is not taking this seriously enough.]

We will drink less, Comrade. Don't say it like I'm joking, because I'm not!

[Prefect is slowly getting used to the fact that Barron kind of does as he pleases...]

[Barron just smiles. Oh, Prefect. You being wardenly like this is unusual.]

You don't want to drink with me anymore, is that what you're saying? We can't visit the bar anymore?

I still want to drink with you, Comrade! I just think... maybe we could have coke, next time. Instead of a million drinks of alcohol.

[He frowns. Damn it Barron, acting like this will be an affront to their need to hang out and be bro's is an unfair tactic.]

Well, it could be a rum and coke. That's a compromise, isn't it?

[It sure sounded like one to Barron, even if it completely missed the point.]

It's not as difficult as Ladd asserts it to be, but I'll take you up on that drink, once I'm released.

I'm just glad that he got what was coming to him. He killed Prefect once, you know.

I do know. [Because after running into Ladd himself, he decided to watch Prefect while he slept. :D]

It was about time Ladd had some humility delivered. Or justice, if you like.

You did good. I would have done it myself, but I didn't have the chance. I guess tomorrow is another day, though.

It depends on the person and the lifestyle you're looking for, and it'll depend on the doctor you're talking to. The healthy amount for a human's usually around one or two drinks every couple days, but it's perfectly normal if people don't drink at all. It's when you start heading into multiple glasses a day, several days a week where you probably should start cutting back for the sake of your health.

Well, I guess it's a good thing we live on a magical space barge then. Thanks for the info, doc. I'll make sure to pass it along.

Why, is this person trying to argue it's normal to knock back an entire bottle of tequila a day?

It can be fine to drink a whole bottle of tequila a day.

No, it can't. The only reason anyone's drinking an entire bottle a day is either they're a college freshman who doesn't know any better, incredibly depressed or an alcoholic.

I don't mean like every day just on some days. It's just having a good time.

[SIGH.] If someone you know is starting to wander into actual alcoholism territory? They need to get help. Which we can do here. Just putting it out there.

Whoa, no. Doc, everyone is fine. I was just checking.

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