Janius breathed a sigh of relief when Kaleeth yielded. He didn't rightly know how belligerent she would be, but he was thankful that she was lucid enough to know when she didn't have a chance. Janius sat down beside Kaleeth and shook his head, still bewildered. "That was a surprise. I've never seen someone move like that in a fist fight," Janius' eyes went from Ra'kalesh to Kaleeth, glancing at where she was holding onto her side, "Are you okay?"

"Hmm..." Sabine curled her lips as she stared back at Peiter, considering something. She was so drunk that her judgement was as clouded as it was ever going to be, but ironically, she was getting nervously close to her own boundaries. "Can we cuddle in the hammock again?" She murmured.

Rhazii and Newt were both laughing and shrieking in pain and fun in equal measure as they wrestled one another, but upon chiding from his mother, Rhazii's ears drooped and he let Newt get back up from under him. Instead they tried a game where Rhazii was on all fours and Newt would ride on his back, but that would probably be put to a stop as soon as either of them lost their balance.

Gallus put his palm up to head to shade his eyes as he carefully moved towards Ahnasha's voice. He gave Peiter and Sabine no more attention, but he picked up the unattended bottle and scooped up the cards into his pocket quickly so they wouldn't be tripped over. Once he reached Ahnasha, he leaned against the thick netting supporting her hammock with one hand, "Greeting, Ahnasha." Gallus spoke quietly enough that he didn't disturb anyone nearby, "I was wondering if you had time to chat? It's about Irenya." While he spoke, Gallus curiously brought the bottle he had picked up close to his nostrils. A quick whiff was all he needed to scrunch up his face momentarily.

If Irenya was in the room as well, Gallus would probably resolve to find a spot out of the way to talk with Ahnasha before getting the two face to face.