[ The comedown's going to be unpleasant. That's the first thing she's really aware of thinking, when the Guide points out the blankets, the first thought that's crossed her mind in a bit that she's had any conscious effort towards, and she turns to pick one up almost automatically after he takes the glass of water, turning it over and over in her hands. What now?
The question takes her a little by surprise, turning to look at him blankly. ] Sure. [ It's a lie, the response that comes most naturally to her, but a moment later she zones back in a little more fully, shakes her head. She doesn't like lying to him. She's not supposed to lie to him, she told herself she wouldn't a long time ago. (Omitting the truth is different.) ] I will be. [ A shrug, not quite as nonchalant as she'd like to be able to pull off. ] Might take a little bit, but. How are you?
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The question takes her a little by surprise, turning to look at him blankly. ] Sure. [ It's a lie, the response that comes most naturally to her, but a moment later she zones back in a little more fully, shakes her head. She doesn't like lying to him. She's not supposed to lie to him, she told herself she wouldn't a long time ago. (Omitting the truth is different.) ] I will be. [ A shrug, not quite as nonchalant as she'd like to be able to pull off. ] Might take a little bit, but. How are you?