Shuo plopped down into a chair and continued drinking his caffeine. He then responded to Shiva "When your in special forces you quickly learn to sleep when you can, you might not get to for a week." Shuo said sharply exhaling and then finishing his liquid. He leaned back into the chair and placed the cap on the cylinder and placed it between his legs. He then brought his sharpened head spike forward and rested it on his shoulder. When Rareth got out the glasses he knew where she was going with it. He really had intended to get his armor fixed today but he guessed that wasn't going to happen now.

He grabbed one of the glasses from Rareth and proceeded to stand up. Hoping that the aliens didn't want to get into a contest he raised his glass. "Officially, I'm not drinking instead of fixing my armor." Shuo said trying to push down the still groggy part of himself.