His first reaction is to go stiff - or as stiff as you can get when you're this intoxicated, anyway. He's not supposed to be here. He came out via teleportation instead of leaving like a normal person, for fear of attracting a body guard. It hadn't been the best decision, but then again, he'd been hardly rational when he made it. He couldn't stand having some asshole watch him do this like they weren't even there.

He forces himself to limber up again a moment later, and it's actually pretty hard to tell its him on a physical level, which is intentional. He mostly looks like a literal hobo clinging to their last bag of drugs and a flask.

But then he laughs, and that sound is familiar, even if it's sort of haggard and even rougher than usual. It's not a happy laugh.

"What d'ya want now?" he asks, very obviously drunk, amongst other things.