Two

Thanks to the two nights you spent with heavy drinking, you are in no shape to subdue a fellow adenian. When you come to your senses, you are in the cargo hold, every inch of your body in pain from the punishment you suffered.

But hey! At least you are not on a leash or something. Then in your mind another thing clicks: you just had sex with Fiz two times in a row. And none of the time you regretted it. Why not do it for the third time, then use the info plus the bond between you to lure him to a place where you could capture him?

Easy peasy, you think to yourself, and you decide to drink some more.