"It's not nighttime yet." Kessie glanced at the bottles, felt the familiar itch in the ends of her fingers. But...not right now. Marcus thought she was an addict--and she was--but she wasn't yet bad off enough to need alcohol.
Besides, she didn't know if it would effect her as a lizard, and a few shots to her as a human might make her dead when she changed.
"Hungry...? Yeah, I guess." Her lips quirked, slightly. "You know, I always sort of thought you'd turn into one of those takeout bachelors, beer and Chinese on the couch. But then that ended up being me. Bachelorette I guess. I dunno why."
The quirk faded, and Kessie looked down at her hands. "...Marcus...can I...can I ask you a favor? If I really am just...if I'm just hallucinating or something and I don't change tonight, if it really is just...just...me being insane, can you just..."
She worried at her lip, then reached out and grabbed his arm, wanting him to look at her. Wanting him to see her.
"Please, just...don't...don't make me go back to an institution. Okay? Anything else, just...just not that. Please."