Dorothy
For a moment, Chiho didn't seem to respond, his eyes were closed and he was absolutely going to town on a bottle that, from the size and branding, was definitely not meant to be a single serving bottle, but more so something you pour for a group of people. He hadn't had time to create more of his own usual drinks, so he was settling for copious amounts of the regular stuff, pulling the bottle away with a small huff of breath, turning to face the Inuzuka with a small nod of his head. Unlike every other time they'd interacted... Chiho seemed less than positive.

"Hey yourself... Tired or somethin'?" He noticed the red stains on Kota's clothing... Ah, he'd been busy, and he was tired too... Chiho sighed, before patting the ground next to him. "C'moon... Take a... Take a seat or somethin', ya haven't rested have ya? Yeah... I get that, I've been the same way, but if they sent me away... They'll *Totes* Send you... Ya know..."

He drank again, upon closer inspection, with Kota's superior senses, he could *Clearly* Smell the deep rooted stench of liquor, possibly trailing back days... About from the day of the attack itself... Had he been drinking since that time? The fact that he was awake despite that was a feat in of itself. "So... How's it... Ya know... Been?... Not good I'm guessin', huh?"
William
"Hah, tired *And* Somethin'..." *Kota remarked with a dry chuckle. Even with Chiho's proficiency with the alcoholic arts, this level of consumption seemed a bit excessive. But given the current circumstances Kota couldn't really blame him and took the offered spot next to him with a labored grunt, letting out a deep breath of relief.* "Ugh. Thanks." *He honestly wasn't sure if he was physically capable of getting back up right now and had no intention of finding out anytime soon.*

"Guess it could've been worse. Lady Kaede was able to shoot most of the shells over the clan compound outta the air before they could land. Wish *I* Could say the same..." *He paused for a few moments, amber eyes lingering on the Hunter and his beverage with a concerned expression cracking through the exhaustion.* "It's good to see you, Chiho. How're you holdin' up?"
Dorothy
"Never related more to a sentence more in my life..." Chiho leaned back, taking a deep breath, his body seeming to sag as he spoke, as if there was simply no more tension left within it. His eyes had a tired, lost feeling to them... And he smelled, of blood, of sweat, of salt, of liquor... With Kota's own senses, he could tell... He'd been crying, recently, and not lightly, either. Though it didn't seem that the waterworks were apparent here, it also seemed that, Chiho was in too foul a mood to bother hiding anything.

"I'm... I'm good, I mean, why wouldn't I be? I'm alive, I'm saving lives... I'm great, great just... Just..." He chuckled, leaning forward and looking down. "There was uh... A few fights in the residential and market areas... I was... Working through them, taking down ERF, even think I fought a Sosen... N-near... My clan's area..."

He let out a heavy breath, looking up. "There were dead, so many... And it was... Awful... Vaporized, atomized, just... Limbs, if they were lucky to have anything left... This guy, he used... It was like a Kekkei Genkai... It evaporated *Everything* It touched... And... It's been a week... And..." He bit his lip, feeling a well of guilt build up.

"I think... It's safe to say... My cousin... Is dead... Because I didn't go home fast enough... Because I didn't train him... Because I didn't warn him of what could happen..."