Kiriei could vaguely feel herself being dragged around. She'd lost a lot of her cognitive ability though, and wasn't entirely sure what was going on. She felt herself eventually being set down somewhere in the shade and looked up at Jerrar with bleary eyes. "I feel really hot still," she mumbled, reaching down and starting to unbutton her shirt farther. Her chest seemed to spill out now that there was nothing but her bra restraining it. Her cheeks were flushed and she seemed to have no idea what she was doing. Completely drunk.