[ Alan places his gloves down on the bedside table by his bolo tie. Then his fingers are slowly going to the buttons of his waistcoat deftly slipping them through their catches. Next he'll sit and untie his shoes and toe them off, neatly setting them aside. ]

Well, he is a big boy that's true but he's still my junior and as his Mentor I worry about him.

[ Just now with the drinking but what if Ronald hits on the wrong girl before she dies and her soul lashes out? What if Alan didn't train him well enough on how to deal with things? He had very real concerns but it was just easier to play it off as him being concerned about his rookie getting absolute and utterly tanked. ]

Good thing I told the bars close by he belongs with us and our rooms then. They'll let us know or steer him this way. They know to ask for me.

[ Which was a pretty common place thing because he knows how Ronald an Eric get when they're sloshed. They can be quite the handful separately but together it's a perfect storm of absolute chaos. ]