Meesei took a drink, taking longer than she cared to admit in her muddled state to make up her mind on an answer. "No...I'm good." She finally answered. She was not quite that drunk yet, though she likely should have considered herself fortunate they did not have another bottle of that brandy on hand. Once she finished off what she had, she would be forced to be done drinking for the night. 

"Ahnasha, are you in danger of dying from drinking too much anytime soon?" Meesei asked. Ahnasha, who was purring like a kitten from Fendros rubbing her stomach, sat up and threw one arm over Fendros' shoulder while wrapping her tail around his waist. "No....maybe." She responded, taking yet another drink. "Fendros, are you comfortable?" She asked, her words even more slurred than before.