The buzz was fast, pleasant, numbing. She smiled as Orla approached her, blinking to see her properly. 'Feels good,' Millicent answered the question, wondering idly if she should have eaten something before but losing the thought before she could finish thinking about it.
She had to focus to listen to what Orla said, but she did realise it had something to do with more things. Herbs. She smiled. 'I can grow anything.' It was a confidence she rarely showed, rarely had, but Herbology was her one true strength, though mostly she was just too high to realise that she was bragging.
Nevertheless, she realised Orla was giving her an instruction, and did follow, not a thought to where or why, just that it was an instruction. You were supposed to follow instructions. She'd always been good at that. She smiled, supporting herself against the door frame as they left the room.