Tormin had no trouble keeping up, though he had to admit, his eyesight was a little fuzzy as he followed behind Nalia with slower steps. The drink had a lasting kick to it, no doubt. And familiar. It made moving a strange feeling, as if the mind was falling behind the body somehow, until the short journey came to an end, and they had reached the room. Slowly, as he stood still for a few moments, things became clearer, enough that he could focus on the control panel as Nalia explained it to him.<br/><br/>He looked thoughtful for a moment, leaning on the wall to make sure he still had his footing, and trying to think of what kind of enemy would even be good to train in this state. No kind of enemy, he imagined, but a training drone might do. He then registered her question and nodded, "I think I might have an idea of something I can use here." He said as he pushed from the wall and unsteadily made his way to the control panel, with the single pulsing blue halo still present from before. He placed his finger on the screen, and thought hard about the device he was thinking of. It was a small, round device, with multiple components that allowed it to float and move around the air. There was little time before a specific, high-pitched hissing sound above him that followed the movement of a metal orb with an imperfect surface.<br/><br/>It darted from left to right, keeping an optic sensor on Tormin as it approached. It moved slow as it approached, seeming to think that Tormin was unable to hit it quickly with his blaster pistol still holstered. His hand moved almost as a blur, reaching, and pulling out the blaster and firing a single shot through the orb before it had a chance to adapt, sending it cluttering to the ground in a heap that quickly disappeared. "Hmm... not bad." He admitted, "That moved just like the one I had."