Okay? Kii wasn't okay; neither of them were! They were drugged, and Ryou had been drugged... a lot. He wasn't even sure how he was still running. All Ryou was aware of was that Kii definitely wasn't okay, that they needed to find Shira, and get the hell out of dodge. Then, when they got home or far enough away from Konoha,they could sleep. At that point they'd probably look like zombies, and Ryou wasn't too sure he'd actually enjoy it. This mission was totally missing with his life ambitions. First, fish was ruined and now- No! Zombies would never be ruined. Zombies were freaking awesome with their decaying foods and their limitless hunger. So, Ryou might never touch another piece of fish again but he was definitely going to continue cuddling on with his stuffed zombies. 

"I'm sorry, Kii. We need to keep going." And Ryou fully intended to continue dragging Kii through the streets. That was until Kii ran into a boy..? Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a ninja boy. [i]This could be bad. Or awesome.[/i] After all, Ryou was really interested in learning if Konoha ninja were brainwashed or just stereotypical Hokage-made zombies He started to open his mouth but quickly snapped it closed. Asking a Konoha ninja about their current state of brainwashing probably wasn't a good idea. "Sorry, sorry!" Ryou apologized instead. "My friend here is a little drunk. I keep telling him that he's too young to drink and stuff but, you know..?" Ryou frowned, looking at his face as if truly ashamed by Kii's life decisions. 

Ryou tightened his grip on Kii and glanced over Kota's shoulder. Shira had to be somewhere nearby. The village was huge, but a captured jinchuriki probably stuck out like a sore thumb. At least he hoped. Like really, really hoped. "I should get him home. So, he doesn't run into any people." With that, Ryou would attempt to drag Kii aound Kota. "Sorry again!"