[Cross doesn't even have the energy to glare at Mister Big Brother trying to baby him. He does have some, though, to smile at Euphie -- bless women for being perfect enough to be worth the effort.]
I'm good, princess. [Hand still on the bars, he stands -- not without wobbles, but the first non-female who points it out is getting kicked.] Sorry I can't do more for you.
[he gives her a wink and a mostly un-watery smile, then starts to make his way out.] Stay sweet.
[And now he's going to go find one Idiot Apprentice and demand said apprentice serve him drinks in bed for three days. Which can be threaded or not as you like]