If I start believing that then we have bigger problems. [ There was a brief moment watching Yennefer rifle through the drawers where his entire posture went painfully rigid. The photograph begged to be noticed by an interloper but he had set it down to avoid it altogether. It invited questions and when none came, Drift visibly relaxed. ]

Not on any level you'll want to be at before the night is over. [ Drift responded with a note of self-deprecation and discomfort. He may have somewhat collected himself that that illusion would drop the moment he tried to stand or do anything more complicated than occupying his spot on the floor. The hangover that would follow was already looming over him, and he wouldn't wish that on anyone. ]

Do you want to sit on the bed? I can't imagine it's comfortable on the floor with someone all metal and sharp angle.