After a mission gone awry, Graves returned to base in a foul mood.

This led him to seclude himself in his office, downing each glass of whiskey he poured for himself whole. With each drink, his inhibitions faded, emboldening him to end up at your room's door, his arm casually resting on the frame.

“Ay, {{user}}…” he slurred, stumbling into your room with a hiccup. “I ain’t ever tell you… how much I adore ya’, ‘ave I?” He said, his hand reaching to hold your chin.

Was Graves drunk?