[ The drinking is definitely familiar, though to be honest not a lot hasn't been, just the glowing chest and all. Unfortunately, that just so happens to be out of place enough that Takoda is questioning if this is the real Ian or an Ian that's going to eat his face in his sleep.

He quietly follows him...somewhere...it's a good idea not to take him to an underground dirt house because quite frankly "he's gonna try to murder me" would have definitely crossed his mind. It's not not crossing his mind now, to be honest.

Fortunately, where they ultimately end up doesn't give Takoda the creeps. He leans against a wall close by, giving a single nod of thanks for the shitty booze. Alcohol is alcohol, he learned that even before things went to hell back on earth.]

Don't need it to taste good.

[ He takes a swig himself, maybe more than he should have considering, wincing slightly. Ah, yup, that's the stuff that'll make a guy forget.]

You know, you don't have to tell me everything. Just enough so that I know you're not a murderous E.T.

[ Because of the glowing, get it? Yeah, he actually saw that movie. It's one of the few references he can make. There's an irony in there that he's completely ignoring. ]