The warrior's mind still swam in a vat of wine, barely bobbing to keep itself afloat, but somehow it managed. Her body know it was drunk though her mind continued to dismiss the notion. It was relaxing though, to be free like this. Not having to wear the airs of composure even if for a little while. A slave to her inner emotions, the more liberating side to her cultured mind.
Smiling to the Shishen, she lifted a paw to rest on his shoulder, her other blindly seeking the bottle of whine she had just grasped. "You haven't missed too much," she giggled with drunken madness. "It's only just beginning." The warrior grew excited at her words, brimming with anticipation for what the night had in store for them all. Apparently for her, there were questionable acts to follow. Her large for was suddenly under the attack of a fragile body, making her muzzle the other's own with affectionate licks. The warrior's eyes grew wide, unable to register what was happening even after the female relinquished possession of her maw and crumpled at her feet in a crying heap.
Confused she looked between Jaden and Nayru as she came forward. A digit pointed at the crying girl with an expression of uncertainty. "Have I done something wrong?" She had only been standing there. Was it because she hadn't fetched the girl a drink as well? The crying eventually stopped without console from the Nomad, but she was still unnerved by the display. The Jiryu's enticing offer was more than a good enough means to diffuse the tension air.
"Yes!" She agreed, removing her hand from the Shishen's shoulder only to grab his hand in turn. "Let's do that!" She reached for Nayru's hand as well intending the bring the three warriors together into a little dance party.