Like I wasn't in control of my own impulses. You're a vampire, blood -- it would turn my stomach to hear me say this, human me, but it's blood. I was just -- in its thrall or something. Like I had zero will power.

( He blinks, sighing. )

My dad had a drinking problem. He was a sheriff and Beacon Hills was stressful on its best day and I just - could that mean something? Am I... more prone to -- drinking?