The effects of Sabine's spell were at odds with how Colors had been feeling up to the moment she touched him. He had not been angry or upset by any means, but the placid calm she gave him was certainly a stark contrast to the raucous laughter that had preceded it. For a few seconds he sat wide-eyed, staring straight ahead, but did not have time to come to terms with it before his mind returned to its former, drunken state. Given how brief the effect had been, Colors looked more confused than anything else.

"What in Oblivion?" Colors exclaimed, rubbing his head. "My head is spinning, or...was it already spinning? Can you make people feel anything with that magic?"