Joey
"Was drinking. That's accurate. It's not safe to drink any more for you."

*It would be quite difficult for Diao to make out what she was saying, but she could understand it. She wasn't sure if this woman could even walk properly.*

"Do you think you can walk? I can escort you back to your home if you wish."

*She would take a sip of her sake, which would then be refilled, and some of the clear liquid would disappear down her throat again, giving her another coughing fit.*

"Damn, that's good."
Larry
"I... I don't knov... Maybe..." *She was getting more and more sleepy, and she knew the stranger was right. She shouldn't drink any more tonight. However, she wasn't sure whether accepting help from the stranger was such a good thing to do...*
"Z... Zank you, but I'm perfectly capable of... Of valking on.. My ovn..." *Liebhilde mumbled and got up. She took one step, and then the world spinned around her. Having almost fallen to the floor, she leaned on her chair to regain balance, then sat back on it.*
Joey
*The Fae would let out a small laugh. Oh, drunkards are always stubborn.*

"I don't think you're going anywhere. Let me help."

*Diao would then toss a talisman on the ground, and get up, slightly dizzy, leaning on the table with her left shoulder, the rings of the blades clinking.*

"Ohh... I'm not so good myself."
Larry
"No, no, everyzing is perfectly fine, I don't need your help..." *She tried to protest when the Fae insisted on helping her out.*
"Exactly, you don't feel vell, I should be zee one helping you..." *She said, following the impulse all healers follow - that is, being overprotective. Always. Even when the said healer is the one in need of help. Lieb tried getting up once again, this time with a better result, and tried to help the elf get up as well. It didn't quite work out, the healer staggered.*
Joey
*By then, a large, blue, humanoid golem would have appeared from the talisman, which would pick up the small Fae and place her on it's shoulder.*

"It's alright, I can help myself. Need a ride?"

*Both Diao and the golem would extend their right hand to the drunk.*
Larry
*The golem was unexpected. So unexpected, that the healer took a step back, startled, and fell to the floor, with a loud gasp.*
"Am... Am I seeing zings? I'm very sure I am seeing zings right nov. Is zis... Somezing... Real?" *She tried backing away a little bit and ended up banging her head on the nearby table.*
Joey
"No, silly. This is a golem. My personal protector."

*Another voice would speak, almost identical to Diao's, but with a slight vibration to it.*

"Hello! I am Diao's personal protector. You are drunk. Let me help!"

*Both Diao and the golem move their right arms, the wooden hand gently grasping the woman's shoulder, steadying her. Diao would speak.*

"You don't look so good."
Larry
"I.. I told you I don't need help..." *She mumbled, but let the golem pick her up anyways.*
"Vell, you don't look good eizer... Zat lack of hand looks serious." *Lieb sleepily tinted her head and slightly closed her eyes. She was slowly beginning to drift off.*