They could have a whole conversation in six different languages if they wanted. Booker still followed though the translation took his brain a minute.

He couldn't argue with Nicky's statement though. Booker could be very difficult when he was in the right mood. Or the wrong one. It made him feel a stab of guilt. He had once been very charming and not a bastard.

"You know how the darkness messes with your thoughts. Sometimes I don't feel worthy of that love so..." He gestured to the bottle in his hand. "And distance. It's a struggle."