Bariyan's not expecting the toast so when it comes, he clumsily tries to avoid it and Sleuth manages to toast Bariyan's forearm instead. Whoops. Also, he has no idea what Sleuth just said.

"All right. Lovely. I'm drunk, you're-- whatever, come on in." Bariyan steps back to allow Sleuth into the armory.

He idly wonders how many people are drunk right now, in this hold. There'd been a lot of kids in that room so Bariyan hopes that they're not drunk, at least, but as for everyone else... What better way to cope?

"You've got the right idea, friend," Bariyan says, waving a hand at Sleuth.