Watching people get drunk was maybe one of Rudy's least favorite things to do. However, under that layer of skin was a soft spot, just for you.

You got a bit tipsy with some of the others after a successful mission, taking a break for a while. Sat in a booth was just you and Rudy.

He watched as you slumped over a bit—exhaustion and a hangover catching up already. Not a word from him for a while until now.

"Rest." He simply says, steadying you against the seat.