Mathias was mentally going through his list of just what alcohol would have enough flavor, as well as alcohol level, to get him as wasted as possible. He glanced over at Victor when he spoke, then nodded, not interrupting or saying anything until he was done speaking, at least for the moment. He pushed his hair out of his face and looked out the window before looking back at Victor.<br/><br/>He blinked at what Victor had said, had asked, if they should be enemies. Should they be? He swallowed carefully and looked away, eyebrows furrowed. "I don't know..." He breathed out, staring out the window. He glanced back when Victor spoke again, and managed a small smile. "Don't apologize. It's fine...I can help you with the getting wasted part. Plenty of booze all around."<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">How in the fuck was he supposed to think straight after Victor asked him that?</span>Now he was overanalyzing everything, and wondering what they should do, how they should act with each other.<br/><br/>"...if my father was one of your father's...one of your enemies...why would he have hired you to protect me? Some sick prank resulting in death?"<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Why was everything upending and twisting itself inside out? This was absolutely not good at all.</span><br/><br/>"...Whatever you need to do...it's fine. If you have to leave, in order to help your father, or beat that bastard into the ground, do it. I'm not helpless. Despite my issues, I can protect myself."<br/><br/>Once they finally got to the hotel, Mathias waited until Victor slipped out of the car, then stepped out and headed into the building, shielding his face with his arm from the rain. He had given a note to one of the employees of the hotel, to transfer all of Mathias' belongings from his room to Victor's room.<br/><br/>"I had them switch my stuff over to your room. Just so you know...so you can keep a better watch on me." He talked to the employee behind the counter, got his new keycard, and headed to the room. He let Victor open the door, quickly texting Kis to tell her to not text him till tomorrow afternoon. She responded with a simple 'kay, don't do anything idiotic.' Mathias smiled at that, and pocketed his phone.<br/><br/>Once inside, he walked over to the alcohol cabinet, opening it and staring at each bottle before grabbing a bottle of whiskey and a bottle of vodka. He set them both carefully on the table before going over to his suitcases and rummaging through them, finding a change of clothes. He went into the bathroom and shut the door, changing out of his suit and into a tanktop and jeans.<br/><br/>He pulled his hair back in a short ponytail, then walked back out, putting his suit on its hanger and grabbing one of the bottles. He sat down in one of the chairs and opened the bottle, sipping at it, avoiding Victor's eyes.