Akihiko finally slid his evoker away and slipped his arm around Jack to help support him as he led him towards his office. There was a bed there and he could sleep it off there, he hoped.

"Not possible?" he echoed, startled. "Because of the whole...not dying thing?" He had certainly been drunk around Jack... but he couldn't remember if Jack had actually been intoxicated that day they'd tried cooking and burned the sauce while screwing in his kitchen.