[It takes a moment, even after Cassidy's ramblings, for her to realize that he's uneasy. That he thinks that he did something wrong. Maybe he did but... so had she. In a weird way, it evened out, maybe that's why Airy didn't care?]

Cassidy. [Her voice was soft, kind and patient as she gently pressed her index finger against his lips.] Just, give me a second.

[She let her finger slowly shape his lips before pulling away and bringing her hand back to her lap. Airy likes Cassidy's mouth, when it moves and when it's on her. It's a random thought but it helps her organize the hectic nothing she felt twisting at the back of her mind.]

I'm not sure what I feel.

I'm mean, I'm still annoyed at her and I don't like her. But I seriously don't know what I am feeling. It's not bad but its not good. I feel... here.

It's weird.

[It's weirder still since she doesn't remember taking any drugs. The coffee hadn't been laced with anything. So what was this feeling?]