Shula could feel her heart skip a beat as she missed a step, her reflexes too impeded by the alcohol to really register what was going on at first. She was surprised when she landed in Fealan's arms, her head spinning as she closed her eyes, giggling despite herself. She was for sure, way drunker then she had anticipated getting. She protested weakly about Fealan carrying her, telling him that she could walk just fine but she did nothing to stop him. In fact, she secured herself tighter around him, her tail dragging on the ground her horns pressed his against his neck.<br/><br/>She laughed again when she was plopped on the bed, seeming to have the case of drunken giggles. She threw her arms over her head, setting herself in a lounging position as she stretched the length of the bed, her back popping. She sighed in relief, relaxing as she cracked an eye open and looked at Fealan skeptically.<br/><br/>"Like you're one to talk- You get drunk on a daily basis. Actually, I think this is one of the few times I've seen you sober!" she protested, bearing a toothy grin.