[Judas looks hesitant for a few moments before he nods, but not without first taking another sip of his wine. Goddamn Galileans and their strong wine.]

At first I thought it was because I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

[The Apostle blinks a few times as they too are starting to feel the effects of the alcohol.]

They needed me. The Sanhedrin. They wanted Jesus and the best way to get to him would be through me.

[Judas presses a hand back to his eyebrow.]

But I wasn't well-liked by the other Apostles. I argue with Jesus a lot.