"It's okay, you didn't mean it," Wind Breaker said, pulling out of the hug, feeling his cheeks heat up. "And besides… I think I will keep it, to remember where I came from, you know?" The lie was obvious and his throat was burning from it. He took a bottle from his bag and drank from it, making the pain go away. Then he paused and looked at what he had done and the looks he was getting from everypony. "I'll be going sober tomorrow, I promise… I swear."