As she walked back out the hallway, Lixi thought she heard Adja mumble something, but kept going. If the girl needed her, she would say so. When she got to the living room, she felt a little confused. Sophia and Arminos still had not returned from the porch, but she could here the stifled mumble of Arminos voice, and knew they were still there. At first glance she didn't see Martin or Jason either. The clink of a glass hitting the floor drew her attention to the kitchen, where she found both of them sitting on the floor with a half empty bottle of Jack Daniels. Jason had apparently had a little to much, for he now sat, head tipped back, moth hanging open, sound asleep against the wall. Lixi almost laughed as a loud snore escaped from the human.

"How much have you guys had?" She asked Martin, who had yet to look up at her, or even acknowledge her presence. She took her coat off for the first time since she'd been dropped on the roof of the church by the mysteriously vanishing demon days ago, and rolled it up. Carefully she knelt in front of Jason and pushed him over, cradling his head against her arm till he hit the floor. The coat, while no down pillow by any means, was at least a soft leather. She hoped it would make a better pillow than the floor at any rate as she slid it under his head. Martin still seemed unresponsive, so she shuffled across the floor a short distance still on her knees to square herself directly in front of him, and pulled the bottle from his hand.

"Hey. You'd better still be here with me buddy." Lixi reached out and took his cool jaw carefully in one hand and tipped his head up, forcing him to make eye contact with her. She could tell he was still breathing, and his eyes were open, but she still felt the need to make sure he was alright. "I thought you may wanna have that chat I promised earlier." After she though his eyes had at least locked onto hers long enough to know he was conscious, she withdrew her hand and sat back on her heels.

Turning her own head upwards, she took a long swig out of the bottle. Alcohol didn't have quite as much of an effect on her kind as it did the humans, but it still did a little. Maybe it wasn't the best thing to do right now, but she'd already thrown caution out the window lately, why bother suppressing reckless urges now. After she'd downed probably two shots worth, she held the bottle back out to Martin. "Hope you don't mind. Your friends passed out, and I couldn't let you drink alone."