"Good," she echoes, hoping that didn't come out as awkward as it felt. Spotting the bottles, she realizes she'd have to lean over him to grab one -- a precarious situation she's not sure she wants to risk just now after the way they'd woken up all entangled, which she is determined not to think about right now. "Could I have some water?" she asks him instead, nodding a little toward the bottles.
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Date: 2016-02-18 04:38 pm (UTC)