Shuo finally began to feel the affects of the alcohol on his body as he poured himself another glass. His mind was still sound considering the caffeine he just drank but he could feel it beginning to grip his body. Either fortunately or unfortunately he knew this drunkenness wouldn't last terribly long. Masulu bodies had a funny way about making sure their brain was comparatively rather hydrated. It also didn't help that his implants sped up most of his body's processes as a side affect, which meant that unless he turned them off he would be not drunk very soon. So he decided to compensate and quickly slammed his new glass. He decided best to wait another moment so he didn't feel like he was hogging the drink.

He lifted his top finger off the glass that he was holding and pointed at Shiva."Well it wouldn't be a real military if somebody wasn't gambling." Shuo said with a light chuckle. Moving his glass back towards his body he addressed Rareth. "I guess it makes sense that you have a place to live as it sounds like you spend more time off the job than on. I don't really own an apartment or home or whatever else you want to call it. Though I do consider the Conquest my home I suppose. I've probably spent more time there in the past 20 years than I have anywhere else by quite a bit." Shuo paused for a moment. "There are these things called grav sleds on the Conquest. Whenever it parks in orbit of a planet or gas giant the AI's run out a path that will shoot these glorified escape pods around the planet extremely fast on the same plane the Conquest is on and you go so fast you are on the verge of passing out the whole way around the planets gravity well. Ride is generally about an hour and involves some kinetic bleeders to not kill you but it.....is probably most soldiers favorite thing to do while there. Well probably any tourists actually." Shuo then looks at the ceiling."The whole time you can see the planet above you, never gets old." Shuo then looked back down and began to refresh his cup again.