Hide was quiet for a a few moments before speaking up, a grin now plastered on his face as he quickly stands up from his seat. He remembered what happened on 801 very well, he had watched while the destruction happened! He had taken up one too many drinking games that day and was for once, actually too drunk to function correctly. Though his memories of it were well in tact, at least, enough that he knew why they had been kicked off of the planet. But he did not really blame Tempo for it, he honestly thought it was very amusing at the time.

"If I keep an eye on her, a very careful eye, can she have more than a glass? It feels like a waste if we are all going to be drinking and she only gets apple juice." He asks, tilting his head as he looks at Milos. He lightly clutches his book in his left hand as he spins his chair back into place with the other. "I'll take full responsibility if anything happens this time, it wont turn out like 801, I promise. Plus, I think we are running low on apple juice from last time." He mumbles. Though he had challenged everyone to a drinking contest, he was quite sure he would be the only one to not get trashed, unless people decided to stop early. He rarely ever did, even if he was drinking four bottles of the strongest drinks they had or more, he would be fine, mostly. The only time they had probably seen him too drunk to walk straight was on 801. There were [i]some[/i] advantages to his mutation, a monstrous liver was just one of them. 

"Ahhh, and Yahtzee! If you want, just pile the dishes on the counter and I will get them after everyone is out." He chuckles, shaking his head. "I don't want to delay the drinking too long. But you should probably eat something, too. Alcohol on an empty stomach is never a good thing." Hide would stop himself, looking like he had more to say. But he was not anyone's mother, though he was sure he acted like it sometimes. But he really couldn't help himself, it was just in his nature, he liked looking after other people. It did not even cross his mind that Milos had said it was a punishment for the engineer to clean the table, he was just so use to cleaning things, it felt almost weird to have anyone else do it at this point.

"Just... plate. Food. Lounge. You." And it wasn't even a full two seconds before he puffs his cheeks out with fake irritation towards himself, he looks at Yahtzee, then to everyone else. The wheel had stopped spinning and the hamster had fallen off, it seemed. Without another word, Hide spins on the heels of his soft-soled boots and makes quick exit out of the kitchen to go to the lounge, book in hand, not even glancing back. He felt he had sufficiently embarrassed himself enough already for the evening, maybe he was more tired than he thought.