So Tell My Friends That I'll Be Over Here [Caelia]

Caelia had never quite felt like this before, and even now she wasn't entirely sure it was altogether pleasant. She wasn't even sure why she'd come - just to be part of something different, something new? - but now she found herself trying to figure out what exactly she was supposed to be doing here. Every drink made her feel simultaneously lighter and heavier at the same time; he limbs felt slow and sluggish but she felt herself less worried about what everyone else here was thinking of her. Or maybe her brain was just moving as slow as the rest of her body.

At least Domari seemed to wonder what he was doing here, too. He was drunk too, wasn't it? It was hard to tell. His words seemed a bit goofier than she recalled, but it was hard to tell for sure. She found herself laughing at his words anyway. "I... I don't know. We probably shouldn't leave Justice here alone though," she suggested stupidly. Truthfully, Justice was completely capable of handling herself here. If anything, she seemed less inebriated than either of them. But sticking with her packmates felt like a good idea in this state of mind. "Do you like her, or something? You keep looking over at her, over and over and over," Caelia slurred, her words coming far more freely than they usually did, her normally stiff composure suddenly quite a bit more relaxed than ever before.