[It's all smiles and giggles at his antics- even if they aren't antics, until he mentions her room, queries if she needs help getting there, where it is. And her immediate response is to glue her feet to the ground.]
No. I don't wanna go to my room-- I don't- Not sleepin' in there. Can't sleep. I can- The couch, I'll sleep on the couch.
[Of which she's looking around for- to the left. And it's hardly big enough for two people to sit comfortably, let alone sleep on. However determined she seems.]
No, it's coming back- the curse feelings. This was s'posed to make it go away.
[No, it was supposed to make her sleep. But with Percival gone, and the curse still a few hours from wearing off, well. Those clawing, anxious feels are at their height, however muted by alcohol they are right now.]
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Date: 2013-05-14 06:53 am (UTC)No. I don't wanna go to my room-- I don't- Not sleepin' in there. Can't sleep. I can- The couch, I'll sleep on the couch.
[Of which she's looking around for- to the left. And it's hardly big enough for two people to sit comfortably, let alone sleep on. However determined she seems.]
No, it's coming back- the curse feelings. This was s'posed to make it go away.
[No, it was supposed to make her sleep. But with Percival gone, and the curse still a few hours from wearing off, well. Those clawing, anxious feels are at their height, however muted by alcohol they are right now.]