There was no way she was going to make it back, even if she thought she would. She looked as though the second she let go of him she was going to fall flat on her face. "Yeah, I bet he will be," he said with a smirk of Allan showing up in her room.
"If you really don't want to stay, then I'll walk you back. Just to be sure." He might have been drunk too, but he obviously wasn't quite as drunk as she was. Her talk of following the rocks had him picturing her falling on to the rocks.