Something else was mumbled by the man, but the sounds were distorted to Kosuke's ears. And even if he'd heard, the likely hood that he'd have given a sensible answer was slim. Instead of answering, he just kind of stared, bleary eyes, as he wobbled on top of the crate.<br/><br/>Suddenly his world was turned upside down again, and in a few moments he felt as if they were gaining altitude. Halfway up the ladder, Kosuke barfed again. By some miracle it avoided the rungs and landed on the ground below. After they'd stopped climbing, Kosuke felt himself laying down again.<br/><br/>He wasn't sure how long he just lay there, but at some point the dizziness and nausea gave way to a headache and nausea. He could think enough to guide his mouth through speech, but was a far cry away from the level of focus spell casting took. His eyes still couldn't quite focus and he wasn't sure who this person was next to him, but he could make out the sounds around him. He still hadn't quite made the connection that he was drunk.<br/><br/>He managed to wobble into a position where he was sitting up. "Ugh, my head hurts," he mumbled, though his speech was less slurred. "What's going on?"