Laguna looked at Eddie, lidded eyes angry. "Hey, I cant drink much, allright? I run a whooole contr... cotru... land, ok? AND I have to look after you lot, with your mental scars and dark secrets. When I get a chance like that, I go guns blazing." Laguna almost drew his machine gun and fired it into the air to punctuate his point. He looked down at the food Four had offered, grunted a thanks, and began eating slowly, some sober part of him glad to hear Four was allright.