He remained on his knees over her - the truth of the matter was that he was completely drunk. If she pushed him, he'd topple over on the abandoned, empty beer bottles. Her fear made him calm slightly, resting back on his heels slightly. "Change it back," he said, glaring. The blue hair had fallen over his eyes, adding to his unkempt appearance. "I can't have blue hair." Nevermind that she still had green hair.