Celann hesitates when he takes in the captain's flushed face and unsteady footing. "Now, captain, I salute your valor, but you look as though you've been making very merry indeed, eh? I don't believe you can be permitted to take the field in this state."

"Absolutely not," Tarana interjects in her unplaceable accent. The Titan's armor flexes as she settles hands on hips and looks down at the swaying captain. "There will be no jousting under the influence."