"These are my pajamas. They're comfortable. You hush."
She replies almost petulantly and then turned slightly to wave him inside. The bottle of champagne was taken and placed on the counter of the kitchen. There's no hug this time though, she doesn't want to touch, touching is bad right now. Touching would get her in trouble right now.
Yeah, yeah, he cares about his family, she knows. His kids were good, at least the one she talked to, but she didn't think too highly of his familial choices in bedmates at this point. Their own fault, she'd been happy for him at first.
"I feel like... I feel like my skin is.. electrified, tingly, and my veins itch and.. I want out of my own body. I don't know how bad it's going to get by tonight."
She shakes her head softly, then tries to calm the rawr-ness that was hiding beneath the surface, part from her feeling.. overlooked and abandoned by her friend after she had.. well.. that'll be explained later. Part of it was just from being inundated with too much power and it was making her a little crazy.
"M'sorry.. " she padded over and brushed a kiss to his cheek. Electric, like a spark jumping from her skin to his, it's why she didn't touch more than that.