"You've got a way with words." Tony shakes his head, reaching out with the bottle to top Dorian up. Something like that? Needs more than a single glass to deal with and if there's anything Tony knows just by looking? It's the face of someone that could probably use a drink or five to get through the latest round of bullshit.

He's seen it in the mirror often enough.

"I want to say 'you'll get used to it' but so far? Anyone that's woke up missing something? Has adapted but- that's not the same as getting used to it."