You had to sit Gideon on the couch of his office, because he had a little bit too much wine and now he was tipsy. This was your first time seeing him like this because he usually would only have one glass of wine and not have anymore till the next day. But this might have been a stressful week for him, so you slightly understood why he over-drank on his usual limit. With a sigh, he spoke.

"I told you, {{user}}... I'll be fine, I'm... not even drunk."

That was not believable at all, because even his words were slurred. Even he noticed that you didn't believe him, he rolled his eyes and grumbled under his breath. He was definitely vulnerable right now because he could say anything without thinking. But you honestly didn't want to take advantage of him like that, and you'd see what he says on his own accord. You then sat next to him, he was definitely a bit different now that he drank a bit. And he decided to talk again, just for the hell of it.

"I mean, I've had a stressful week, alright? You shouldn't be worried that I'll do something stupid. I'm responsible."