"No." Rareth said abruptly, opening her eyes and letting out a yawn. She was rapidly growing more and more fatigued, though she was still convinced she could stay awake. She had only been half-listening to the conversation, but something about mentioning the word "magical" made her inject herself back into the conversation.

"No, implants aren't magic at all, they're...scientific. They're the opposite of magic; if they weren't, I could actually use them. Or...I could use the good ones. I've got some smaller implants, but they're not as helpful as yours. You can get...super strong, super fast, cancel out pain, or...use your brain to operate machines [i]really[/i] accurately. It sounds great; all I can do is...bend, break, or punch holes in spacetime with my mind. It's boring by comparison." As Rareth's voice trailed off, she let out another yawn and closed her eyes. She wanted to avoid falling asleep, but in her current state, she was not thinking clearly enough to actually do something to help keep her alert. Instead, she was allowing herself to become more relaxed. 

Seemingly randomly, Rareth let out a chuckle as a thought came to her mind. "You know, Shuo, you're really drunk. Better be careful not to...pass out." She warned, interrupting herself with another yawn. "I don't know what you Sovereignty people do, but I've had a lot of fun before messing with people who fall asleep at...celebrations like this. My pranks aren't too mean, but...they are...funny. It's not a...good idea to be the first to...fall..." Rareth's voice trailed off to nothing as fatigue overtook her. Within minutes, she was entirely unconscious, still clutching tightly onto Telmeck's tail.