He was happy to slow down when Esther did, and the man pulled his jacket back and off to tie it around his waist a little sloppily. That left him in a button-up that was not very buttoned-up! "Nah, you should just drink slower." Cliff lifted his mug, it still had about half of its contents left, and then had himself a swig. "That, and a ton of alcohol plus the Aster Fields probably equals us wandering around lost like idiots." Wouldn't be the first time he'd gotten lost thanks to the drink, but it was never a fun time once said drink wore off.