"That should be creepy, I'm sure but eh," he says, shrugging, though he tries to smile a bit. It's a bit more baring teeth than a comfortable smile. "Wait, you corrected that. Did you do some of the Umbrella Academy comics?"

He nods though about staying clean. "Then it'll happen though it'll be ... Five drinks like a fish out of water. The moment he figures out you can add alcohol to coffee, nothing will hold him back. I can't swear all my brothers are clean. I can only speak for one of them."

He thinks it's his brother. He thinks, though in his mind they're also all his, but he knows that one in particular is trying to stay clean, and he's going to make damn sure he does.

"But you need help, I'll be there. Except when I'm at the Met gala, but that's only a weekend or so."