Well, you've guessed it. In hopes of winding down a little bit, and processing the information that had been provided to him by his brother Slav about his other brother Gor - also wondering whether to let Nik know or not, in case Slav hadn't already - Ios had smoked a tiny blunt (weed had to be used carefully now that it was beginning to lack) on his way from his room to the D Deck. At least now there was nobody to police his use of recreational and medicinal herbs anywhere on that ship.
He'd been casually and slowly rounding a corner when a massive pair of boobs slammed into him and bounced back - awesomely so, though they could've bounced more if it weren't for all the security a sports bra/top offered - and the rest of whoever it was dropped on her butt. Being that his reflexes were the tiniest bit slow at the moment, Ios blinked once or twice before approaching the woman he'd bumped into and offered a hand, smirking. "Whoa, there. You alright?" His Texas drawl was showing today, it always did when Iosef was high.