Talk:Ren Xiongmao/@comment-25619592-20160421055721/@comment-174.88.64.227-20160422224156

Obviously, she's smashed and likely does not know what she's doing. But, seeing as we're both diplomats, getting rid of her won't do. So, I do the one right answer and say "sure" as I walk out, with her following.

In the emissary's household, she immediately goes to the personal bedroom, her underwear on the door. She awaits me, but I am nowhere to be seen. After waiting inside for  minutes in the room, she gets out with nothing but the sheets around her as clothing, eagerly searching for me. While can does know that I'm somewhere, she fortunately does not know where precisely and sepnds the night looking around the house while I'm sitting at the rooftop, waiting for her drunkness to dry out.