"Augh," Ignis. Really? Tonight was supposed to be a night where we didn't talk about this shit. He leans back a little, eyeing the shot he still has sitting in front of them. It'll go flat if it sits for too long, and it's mighty tempting. Especially with that brief turn.

"Don' tempt me. We got plenty back home." He says with a wide grin. "Though you'd be more glad I can't do the whole warping thing." He adds, waving it off before resting his chin in his hands as he watching Ignis start drinking the 'punishment'. Which, yeah, it basically is with how terrible it tastes. Seriously, what kind of simpleton like this swill? "Then again, with what we picked it could almost be as bad. parkour sounds like a blast right about now and I'm pretty sure that'd be a bad idea considerin' 'ow much I had. Though I don't really feel that far gone just yet? It's weird."

But then he also hasn't decided to try standing up yet, and that might change if he actually does and the room starts spinning. But for now? He's just gonna amusedly grin at Ignis as he works on drinking that cactuar piss.