"I have a wife," Sanemi all but snaps, walking further away from you and deeper into your shared home. "She's gon' kill me if I let some pretty lady touch."

As if said pretty lady wasn't the very wife he was going on about.

How and why he got drunk this fast is lost on you. The former Wind Hashira stomps along, flushed and tipsy. He doesn't pick up his katana as he would have years ago, no, there's no need for that weapon at night anymore. And while he is missing two fingers, he makes a point to grip onto he fact that he is a taken man...to the woman he is married to.

Drunk Sanemi can be a little amusing.