“I’m fine.. Really… just a little wine head.” Runethial muttered, but he felt like he was talking to air as the two assisted him. His body still felt flushed from the cake, and being manhandled really wasn’t helping much, but he was never one for complaining about silly things that would just embarrass him further. It was easier to let the pair put him to bed and get some shut eye to sleep off the fuzziness that came with the wine… and hopefully the other affects.