[Divinitate]

It was fairly obvious that Balthier was drunk too. Was he the only one who could hold down his liquor? Sighing softly to himself when Balthier made the offer to take him around the world he couldn't help but smirk to himself. That would be something...To travel with the likes of him. He was about to open his mouth when Balthier stood up and proceeded to fall into him. His eyes roamed up the man's body, lingering at his waist before traveling up to his chest. It took a long moment for his eyes to make it to his slender neck and strong jaw. A slow smile tugged his lips. "A guard type? Don't you mean someone to save you when you trip a trap. Or a pack mule to carry your goods." He sighed out as Vaan then climbed out of his lap and staggered off.

Slowly he himself stood. Just in time too! Since Balthier staggered worse then the boy. Catching him he shook his head and whispered to him, "Who is the dainty little wall flower now." He smirked a little and put his hand around the other, hand on his waist. "Come now, you need rest and I doubt Fran will want to see you this drunk." He said softly, staggering a little as he walked the man out of the bar towards his apartments. He knew that he'd hear how...droll...they were, but at least he'd know that Balthier wasn't getting into trouble.

He felt that it was his duty to make sure that the man made it to Vaan's wedding without being arrested. His hand tightened at his waist as they passed into the streets. God was he glad that his home was close... It wasn't much, but at least he had a home in Rabanastre to return to. Staggering with the other man, he clutched him tight, using him for support almost as much as he supported the other...