[Yes sobriety would greatly aid their communication efforts. How tragic that they are meeting this way. Though hopefully this means they won't remember just how embarrassing they are being.]

...So we just have to go into the dungeon with possible minimal fighting ability and die? [And he cradled his head in his arms for a moment. Right now William's too drunk to display much mental fortitude.] This is going to be a nightmare.

Why me? Do I look like some stupid brute, ready to crash his way through all problems? [The answer is no, he's a skinny nerd.] Then again, maybe I just need to hitch myself to some big lug and let them lead the way.