And... finished with wine, and wrapping up conversation. He smiled slightly. This... was probably his cue to leave. Downing the last of the wine, he started to stand up - and oh, look at that, wobbly legs. He balanced himself by gripping the edge of the table, and frowning a bit at himself - in an amused way - at how much of a lightweight he appeared to be.
"Think I'm a bit tall for that one," he teased Ace lightly. "And it appears that I have a low tolerance for Elvin wine," he chuckled a bit. "I should probably return to my quarters before I continue on this... path and have more," he said with a small grin. He reasoned he could get there okay - maybe with a bit of holding the wall, if his legs continued to not want to support him - but okay nonetheless.