"Yeah..." Maurice is sober in that moment. He internally commits. It was going to be hard as fuck, but if it meant going to sleep and not feeling like something was laying next to him in bed, he'd do it. He might cuss the whole time, but he'll do it.

His nose wrinkles and he lets out a little chuff of a laugh.

"Sorry...just, you said bollocks and that's so fuckin' funny to me."