[D33 waves his hand a bit - slightly drunken, mostly dismissive.]
It makes little difference to me. [He takes a sip of his drink, takes a second to recover from it.] Women didn't wear such things where I come from. [Another sip.] No one did. We dressed the same.
[Would he have let that little tidbit of information slip if he were sober? Probably not, but he doesn't seem to notice. That's the nice thing about being drunk, or so he's found - you don't have to tiptoe around every little thing you say.
[Even if that means you might end up regretting your words later, but he's really not thinking about that right now.]
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It makes little difference to me. [He takes a sip of his drink, takes a second to recover from it.] Women didn't wear such things where I come from. [Another sip.] No one did. We dressed the same.
[Would he have let that little tidbit of information slip if he were sober? Probably not, but he doesn't seem to notice. That's the nice thing about being drunk, or so he's found - you don't have to tiptoe around every little thing you say.
[Even if that means you might end up regretting your words later, but he's really not thinking about that right now.]