He sucked in a soft breath when Jae-Ha's fingers brushed against sensitive skin. It tickled somewhat, but was gone almost immediately. With a quiet sigh, he lifted his shoulders and shrugged.
"I should have paid more attention." And besides... "In the end, we had around the same amount of alcohol anyway." Meaning, how could he have been so affected and Jae-Ha not? It didn't make sense, and Kija thought he did alright when it came to holding his liqueur.
"This is nothing compared to some of the bruises gained in battle in the past."