A chortle sounded from Janius as Lorag tried to articulate his words. He had never seen him get drunk so quickly. Seeing him actively rejecting his drink was even more ridiculous. He would never do that under normal circumstances. Janius leaned over to see into his mug, not empty, but he had got through far more than he had. Had he finally met his match? Janius became concerned all of a sudden. He leaned down to get a better look at Lorag, "Are you alright, Lorag? There wasn't something else in that drink, was there?" Janius' concern was sincere in his voice, he knew that if something had gotten past Lorag's pride, it was worth worrying about.

Even Sabine was looking at Lorag curiously. She knew that this was unlike him.