[ Eustace's answer is perfectly logical and unsuspicious. What's much stranger is how he slows to a stop so that Ema is forced to stop with him and look up at him with concern, and then how he suddenly speeds up out of nowhere like he's running (walking briskly) from something. If Ema deciding to hold his hand was an act of tenuous acceptance before, it's a conscious effort now as she's made to pick up the pace to match him. ]

What are you so worked up about?

[ She asks this lightly, more of a rhetorical question than anything, because even if he is drunk, expecting Eustace to answer all questions is still asking for disappointment.

As she comes to match his stride more comfortably, her hand rests more naturally in his and she settles a little closer, so that their forearms bump together. ]

I also thought the three of you might be used to dealing with each other drunk. Since you all knew each other from [she waves her free hand] before.

[ That's what people do on ships, right? Drink a lot?? She figures airships are more or less the same. ]