He turns up at Bobby’s place half drunk. He hasn’t showered, shaved or done anything to clean himself up. He reeks of liquor and cigarette smell. Simon answers his knock at the door and can’t help but stare at the state of a man he knows as usually dedicated to the upkeep of his appearance. Simon doesn’t say anything, he know better. The best he will get with questions is a icy wall of silence, he allows the captain in.

Breacan stands at the foot of the bed where Bobby is. He doesn’t care if the other man is awake or sleep. He says nothing, just waits for Bobby to speak to him first.