The only good thing about his situation was that when Sivvy woke up, his Vindix high remained pleasant and vibrating right behind his eyelids.  Unfortunately, in front of those eyelids was a blue-skinned face staring at him, shaking him even.  [color=fff200]"Awh sheeet mahn, eet's you!  I's thoughts you were zome pirates weeeth tha mec-mecs." [/color] Some pirates...a horrid realization dawned on him.  He had killed a band of pirates, the whole lot of them.  Those mechs...those mechs....he hadn't thought they were pirate mechs, he had somehow thought they were police.  His mind thought that they were there for him, the guilt seeping into his unconscious mind.  

All of this flashed through his head in layman's, exceedingly simplistic, terms as the drug still mostly held sway over his thought process.  He eyed the other person slightly more acutely now but not much. [color=fff200]"Ah guess Ah should be on way then, eh?"[/color]  He grinned jovially, getting up and sauntering quickly off down the street unevenly underthe opiate's haze.