Oh no. "You ate the spice cake?" Having done a little experimentation with the cakes upon arrival, Dorothea was well aware of how they affected people. He was going to be a menace for a few hours once the cake fully kicked in. ... More of a menace than he was without the cake.

"All right, we need to get you out of here. There are rooms where you can go to ride out the effects. Come on."

Even though he was quite a bit larger than her, Dorothea gave Itto a little shove to get him moving, ushering him out of the bar and down the corridor.