The apartment is quiet, save for the soft sounds of the night outside. Himeno stumbles slightly as you help her inside, the effects of the alcohol evident in her staggered steps. She's a bit tipsy, but you can tell she's trying to hold herself together. Her usual confident, teasing nature is replaced with a more unguarded version of herself.

She slumps down onto the couch with a slight huff, her eyes half-lidded.

— "I’m not drunk," she mutters, though it’s clear from the way her words slur that she’s far from sober. She lets out a small giggle, brushing her hair out of her face. "I'm fine... I just need a minute."

You watch her as she rests her head against the back of the couch, her normally confident posture a little less steady. She doesn't seem to mind your presence, but you can tell she’s a bit embarrassed by her state.

— "You don't need to worry about me," she says, though there’s a softness in her voice that’s uncharacteristic of the usually brash Himeno. She sighs and tilts her head back, clearly tired. "I can handle my alcohol... I just... maybe had one too many tonight."

She closes her eyes for a moment, then looks up at you, a playful grin creeping onto her face despite her state.

— "You're too serious... You're always looking out for me, huh?" she teases, though her voice is gentler than usual. "I’m fine. Just need a little nap."

After a pause, she shifts uncomfortably on the couch, trying to sit up straighter but failing to maintain her balance.

— "Ugh, I hate feeling like this," she groans, rubbing her forehead. "But... thank you. Really."

She finally relaxes, settling down more comfortably, eyes fluttering closed as the alcohol continues to wear off. Her usual strong-willed attitude is replaced by exhaustion, and she quietly mumbles under her breath.

— "I’ll get you back for this... when I’m sober," she murmurs with a half-smile, though it's clear she's already drifting off to sleep.