Delirious Dancing

She looked up at him sleepy and he thought briefly on the idea of letting her sleep but she was up now and curious! He couldn't contain himself!

"It's some honey mead!" Ollie replied grabbing a cup and sloshing a good two shots worth in it, "I don't usually like to use it unless it's in tinctures, though vodka is best for tinctures! This will give us a fun little buzz to celebrate our victory! Have you tried alcohol, Ves?" He asked after he rambled at lightspeed, nearly spilling the booze as he made his way to her on the cot. The bite on his leg made him limp as a faint dribble of blood stained his white fur and his back twitched at the bite there, also stained red and looser than when he started out that day, the effort to lift the cup made him shake.

Without waiting for her approval or response he sat heavily on the ground next to her, placed her cup down, nearly knocking it over with his overwhelming trembling energy and downed his own cup with a swift glug glug.

"Go ahead and try some! My first-" He was finally getting out of breath, but seemed unfazed, "My first guy- opponent! He-She! I think it was a girl! Yeah! She kind of looked - She looked like-- kinda like Tethys!" He needed more of that drink, it tasted so strong! Wasn't it supposed to make you feel better? His heart was racing. Wasn't it supposed to calm that down? Make him numb?

His head was swimming as he got up again, a literal whirlwind of anxious and frantic energy.
"The other- Theguy, the other guy! He was an elder! and I-" He swayed as he got closer to the table. His bitten leg gave way under him and he fell to the hard floor, the cup rattled away across the floor. He watched the floor come closer as if in slow motion, the cup flying away from him as if it was happening to someone else. He stared at the cup and watched as a drop of mead dripped to the floor.

"Fuck."

"Speech"