"I don't know," Sean sighs, his voice muffled as he brings his arms up around his head like a schoolboy trying to settle in for a nap in class. Would that life could be so simple. He almost asks her to just drop the matter again, at least for the night, but that's probably overestimating his skill at dealing with these things even when sober, so he doesn't bother. "All I know is that I cannae do this if'n I'm always worryin' 'bout puttin' so much as a toe out o' line, o' makin' one more mistake for fear that ye'll jus' have... had enough."