[He's not really sure which part of that is the comment that sets him off. One moment he's about as relaxed as he can be on this particular subject, just kind of vibing over the shared experience and trying his best to be understanding and kind about it like Oz had been the first time he admitted it to him, and then next moment his patience has suddenly snapped like a twig and his whole expression just kind of goes stormy.]

Yeah, well. I'd be willing to bet your rock bottom didn't almost get your family killed, so.

[He'll feel like an asshole for this later, probably. But he underestimated how painful his whole relationship with alcohol still is to him, apparently. Hearing her carry on about how much better he's doing when it wasn't that long ago since he got stuck hiding in a supermarket bathroom because he accidentally knocked over several bottles of liquor and couldn't handle being around it while it was being cleaned up...it triggers something petty and wounded in him.]

If you wanna talk about feeling pathetic, try going through that and still struggling with the process of getting cleaned up.

[Didn't he just say it wasn't a competition? Welp,]