... Are you on drugs? Are you feeling super fucked up? [Look, where she's from it's a valid question that is okay to ask in polite company.]

[She reaches out to take his hand, relieved that he isn't humming at her at least. Except for like... Little things in his pockets. How the hell does she know what he's got in his pockets?]

I feel really weird, Erik. Like I can feel all my bones.