BIG BANK && drunk.

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The wildcat knew of the effects of alcohol on an individual- none of which ended well for them. However, he wasn't expecting the feline before him to act the way she did and he didn't know how to react. Frozen, he stared down at her as she purred. The gears in his head turned as he tired to think of the best solution to this situation. Without thinking, he held out a paw to steady her as she stumbled so she could balance herself. He wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or she was genuinely off-balance due to the missing limb. "A-ah, um... Right. I apologize." He said slowly, dark eyes watching as she first reached out to touch his face then shift to hang loosely around his neck in what the lynx assumed is a hug. His heart was beating wildly as he looked elsewhere to focus on something that wasn't Delilah. He had to else he was certain he'd say something stupid. Especially after being complimented. "Delilah... I'm not sure about fate but we do live together." They even shared the same living quarters but that was too embarrassing to say aloud. Now more than ever as Arrow joined them with a statement that would have made his soul leave his body. If he had one to begin with. He opened his mouth to object, but stopped quickly when he realized if he said anything now, his voice would falter. Taking a quick breath, Ren called himself and spoke. "No such thing will happen." He said solemnly, struggling to calm himself down and ignore the way his ears and face burned.

He wanted nothing more than to remove himself from the situation, but his thoughts changed when Vigenere's hiss reached his ears. He wasn't wrong... Ren couldn't help but grow a bit upset himself. He acknowledged at her age, it wasn't uncommon to have a couple glasses of alcohol but even so, she shouldn't have drank any. Or rather, not to the point of being completely wasted. Plastered, according to the pastel feline. He remained quiet though, listening to her lively description of Malphas' party and reaching to steady her when he thought she would fall. He wasn't one for PDA and it showed through the occasional awkward shuffling of his paws or quick glances at her only to be swiftly torn away. He made no attempts to return it and remained stiff and proper. At least, until Delilah invited Arrow to join them. It took Ren all his strength to hold back a growl as he bit down on his tongue. Dark luminaries flashed in a challenging way towards Arrow before shifting to look elsewhere, stubbed tail twitching every so often. "Arrow probably has more important things to be doing with her time. We should not be rude and impose on her schedule without asking beforehand." He grunted, hoping the chocolate oriental was catching his drift. It was a small warning; Ren had no interest in sharing- wait. Why not? It's not like he liked her or anything... Right? No... He likes her... But that's all there was to it. He's been down this road before. He'll eventually lose interest in them or they don't return the feelings and find someone else. His job is to protect her, nothing more, nothing less. Complicated things like feelings isn't in his job description. Delilah could do whatever she wanted as long as it isn't a threat to her safety.

Forcing himself to think of something else, he continued. "Whether you are able to handle yourself or not isn't what's in question," he started slowly, thinking of what to say next. "I assume you know your limit now so please do not go past it." He advised with a huff. For both our sake. My heart cannot handle another situation like this. He thought to himself with a mental sigh.