"'Tis true." He elaborated no further on that, getting up and taking a step back as Tannusen went to pick himself off the ground. The boundaries would be respected; if the fae could stand on his own strength, then all the better for him.

If anything, Cassian swayed just a little more than Tannusen did, though the cause was hardly as dire. That flask hadn't been empty after all, though now it was probably fast approaching it.

"Caught sight of a fountain a ways behind, should the walls not have shifted it ought serve ye for a bath." That much he could offer him, his tone steadily returning to it's normal volume and tone. Picking and plucking like a mother hen wasn't going to help here, utility was chosen instead.