I really should unless I fall asleep first. [Minato's too focused on trying not to get sick to really notice the patrons, and he stumbles a little taking a few steps in the direction Yu showed to him, absently wondering if crabs walk differently when they're drunk.
Crabs don't drink, Minato.
They eventually make their way to the washroom, and a queasy Minato excuses himself to...well, purge himself of his regrets, to put it lightly before making his way to the sink and attempting to dry his clothes.]
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Crabs don't drink, Minato.
They eventually make their way to the washroom, and a queasy Minato excuses himself to...well, purge himself of his regrets, to put it lightly before making his way to the sink and attempting to dry his clothes.]
Let's get back before something else happens.