[Ciro is too tipsy to think about anything but how nice it is to see Rune here at this late night beach party, but he'll be more appreciative of his presence when the event starts to wind down and he needs help not falling over on his way home. Home. Sure, he'll call it that for now.]

You were going to fish me out of the crowd? And away from the bar? That's cruel, even for you.

[He pulls back when Rune asks that, holding his hands up as if his decision to drink wasn't what made him drunk. Somehow it just happened all on its own, and he's entirely uninvolved in who gets assigned the blame.] Maybe you're the drunk one.