"Mottthhhheeeerrrr" Dagon whined, resting his chin on her shoulder. Judging by the tone, his face, and the slight awkwardness to his walking, it was clear he had a little bit to drink. "Yooooouuu should take me out to do something~"
Mother had been keeping herself busy, idly reading some of the tomes that floated around her slowly, pages flipping as she finished each passage. Her concentration was sadly interrupted when she heard the other and catching notice of the scent of alcohol that was heavy on his breath. At least, with her sensitive senses, it was strong to her.
“Dagon, would it truely be wise to take you out anywhere while you’re in this state?” She asked, violet eyes turning to look at the other. “Because I feel like that would only end badly in your case.”