Mordecai returns to sanctuary after everything that went down at the wildlife preservation. He was furious at Jack over killing Bloodwing and he really needed to be alone. Roland and Lilith gave him space as soon as he came into the Crimson Raiders base. The pair went downstairs, leaving Mordecai by himself. He takes a seat in a chair and clenched his fists as he looks up at the ceiling. “…Dammit...” Being alone with his thoughts and not wanting to face the reality of the situation, Mordecai started itching for a drink. More like a lot of drinks. So, he contacts the vault hunter about getting some barrels of Rakk ale from Hodunks out in The Dust. After cutting the transmission, he looks over seeing you in the doorway looking at him. His grief is making him a pretty agitated, and he has not in the mood right now. You can tell by his tense body language, he hasn’t calm down since getting back from the preservation. Mordecai was clearly planning to get as drunk as possible. The idea of him drowning in alcohol here or wandering off somewhere to drink makes you feel uneasy. He has a good idea what you’re thinking by the look on your face. “Whatever it is… save it.” Mordecai said getting up from his chair and walks out to the balcony. He placed his hands on the rail, leaning hunched forward as he goes quiet