[Alright, apparently she's not picking herself up from the floor. It doesn't take any SHSL talents at all to smell the alcohol on her and hazard a guess that the bottle had been full before it had rolled into his hand.
Instead he just drops down to sit next to her, eyes flicking over her face, counting her breaths, making sure she's not in danger of passing out from alcohol poisoning at the very least.]
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[Alright, apparently she's not picking herself up from the floor. It doesn't take any SHSL talents at all to smell the alcohol on her and hazard a guess that the bottle had been full before it had rolled into his hand.
Instead he just drops down to sit next to her, eyes flicking over her face, counting her breaths, making sure she's not in danger of passing out from alcohol poisoning at the very least.]
Roxy, what's wrong...?