Shuo brought his head spike to his arms grabbing it mid swing as Shuo was beginning to experience a slight delay in movements. He looked over to the blobs across from him and then at the slightly less blob-y Shiva. He knew he was rather drunk at this point and was struggling to process things. He was entirely wondering if he had over done it maybe just a little. He took his sharp thumb and dug it into his antler like bone that segmented up his head spike. He leaned back into the chair for a moment before hearing the comment about Shiva being a criminal. Pointing to his own forehead with his free hand and not being able to move his head at the moment Shuo said."That's what the markings are for, they get cut down.....or something later after something....traitor in sand scripts or something......can't remember."

It was a struggle for Shuo to produce words but he was atleast pretty sure they were coming out clear. He then heard a stir in front of him and he assumed someone got up. He wondered if Rareth had food in her room. At that moment hunger struck Shuo so he attempted to get up as well. He held onto the arms of the chair and attempted to throw himself up out of the chair. All that ended up happening was that he flopped up and then back down into the chair. At that point Shuo resigned himself to his fate of sitting in the chair and leaned back once more. From the distance Shuo heard what he guessed was Shiva's voice ask him about his implants. "I can't turn them off or anything.....it's liiiike your hear beating.....can't turn it off really. If did though......woould probably be mooooore drunk and then passss out and asphy...xi...ate. Cancer maybe too? Too fucked can't......recall."