Vander was not drunk at all, and that was becoming a sad little problem they may have to deal with. Of course, a twenty minute walk left plenty of opportunity for him to study his new 'friend'. Perhaps all of this lead to a level of honesty they wouldn't otherwise obtain with each other outside of repeated conversations.

"Ah, you're an effective shit disturber," he said to show his understanding. "So you make it part of your job to free other Bearers who have been branded then and bring them back to safety to this country?"

He didn't even move to help with the stumble, but once Cid had righted himself, Vander made a point and slinging his arm across the back of the other man's shoulders and hold him up against his body in a friendly gesture. His fingers held onto armour so it was nearly impossible to fall.

"Ah, yeah, I had someone like that that I knew. Sour little weasel where disappointment was his idea of motivating a group," he remarked with a shake of his head as he dragged on the cigar and blew smoke. "So you're living with him because he's a work-in-progress, huh? Ambitious of you. I suppose it puts you in good position to smother him with a pillow if he annoys you too much."

Though... well Cid seemed remarkably easy-going in the brief time Vander knew him. Maybe it was the alcohol and the random risky sex.