His imitation of her helped put a look of fascination in her eyes, as if she was entirely convinced that, at least in voice, Cuthbert was obviously her. Whether she really believed that was impossible to tell when drunk but for the moment she only made a vaguely irritated noise at being ordered to not do something, and purposely leaned on him more as if that would really get in his way. Kaine wasn't without her own strength but she was slim, quicker than she was blessed with brawn, so to speak.

"Why do I feel so hot! This is annoying!" She whined and scratched her own neck as if that might relieve the flush that had grown there and over the rest of her. "Alcohol is so dumb. But then it's so good, too and everything is sort of like that. But not you. You're smart. jus' shouldn't be smart while drinking!" Or, wait, had he only been playing around when he said that? Oh, well.