He was certainly getting into this hugging business. Roxanne patted him again, awkwardly. "You're drunk," she said. Was he stroking her hair with his face?
Then it occurred to her that Gideon was drunk, had looked ill, and was currently hugging her - a deadly combination. And she liked her blouse. "Please... don't vomit on me," she said. She was not a stranger to vomit, or being vomited on, but it generally happened when she was wearing robes that covered her nice clothes. And they weren't people she lived next to, which apparently made a difference somehow.