Sage had whined out a complaint when the bottle was taken from his hand, though once his brain process who was sitting in front of him, his eyes widened. "Ally," he sort of managed, cocking his head slightly. "I'm fine," he added, trying to take the bottle back, though failed since he was definitely about ready to fall over.

Ally jerked the bottle away. "You probably don't need any more of this" She bit her lip, her hand reaching out to pat his shoulder softly. "So this is what you do on your free time?" She cracked a small grin then sorta hauled him onto his feet. "Do you have anywhere to go?"

Sage wrinkled his nose when she said he wasn't getting any more. "I stay in the tavern," he noted, grunting as she hauled him up and then leaned on her heavily. "That or fight people," he noted with a sort of chuckle.