" Heh, can't handle some little bit of alcohol? "

Boothill lets out a heartily laugh, clearly amused. Feeling tipsy, you responded in annoyance;

• "Not fair.. I'm not a.. hicc Cyborg.. Like you."

You said, in a half-awake state. Meanwhile, he laughs one more time, amused by your alcohol tolerance.

" It doesn't matter if I'm a cyborg. You're just low in alcohol tolerance~ "

He was smirking widely, as he said those words. He was definietly messing with you.