Aaah, ahh, I'm sorry! I'm sho--sorry. [ the backhand is scary!! except not really, because it's jiang cheng, and a drunk huaisang is not scared of jiang cheng at all. in response to being "lost", he just squeezes his arm tighter around his so he doesn't drop him, and allows himself to be dragged off. he leans into jiang cheng's side, too, swaying and generally making this very difficult on him.

at least he's light as a feather. nie huaisang stumbles, and he lifts his hand to wave it around in the air. this is where he'd be gesturing with his fan, normally. ] Sect - Leader - Jiang. Are you sure? I'm Sect Leader Nie. You're... yes, yes. [ another giggle that explains nothing. he realizes, upon looking away from jiang cheng and at his hand, that he's not actually holding his fan? where did it go?

he stares at his own hand for a moment, open mouthed. this expression changes to a sad little frown a minute later, and he tugs on his arm. ] Jiang-xion... no, Sect leadeeerrr Jiang-xionggg.... It's missing.