Khason
“Did you know that it takes approximately five times the amount of alcohol that it takes a human, for a wolf to become inebriated?” Morson mused, stabbing at bits of scrambled egg on his plate, his fork screeching and squealing against the porcelain. “Because our body temperatures are higher, and metabolisms are faster. We feel the effects slower, and less strongly. We also sober up faster.”
I winced at every scraping sound, face cradled in my palms, elbows on the table, fighting the churning feeling in my stomach as my head pounded in time to my heartbeat. “Is it possible that you’re coming to a point?” I grumbled.
“Oh, I’m simply marvelling at the fact that you were even able to achieve a level of intoxication that resulted in this…”
“Hang over, Uncle Morson. The term you’re l
