"Good," she answers a bit belatedly, her gaze tracking the ceiling as she tries to center herself. Bringing a hand up to her forehead, she rubs at her temple, suddenly realizing her mouth is terribly dry. "Uhm-- yours?" she remembers to ask after a second, slowly sitting up and looking for the waters Tony had brought with him earlier.
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Date: 2016-02-18 04:12 pm (UTC)