He looked surprised, even if his reflexes were slower after having downed far too much alcohol. He was never great at hiding his reactions or his emotions, so the fact that he wasn't expecting the abrupt movement was obvious.

But when his brain caught up to what must have been happening, shame crept in on his expression instead.

Yeah, he would't want to be around him, either.

"Uh - thanks." He doesn't know what else to say, and it comes out lame. His eyes fell back to the picture in his hands, and the weight of the guilt rested even heavier.