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Terra smiled and leaned her head against his knee, ignoring the pain that ignited from the movement. It was getting a little better, or maybe her body was going into shock. She didn't know anything about medicine except how to tell if someone was drunk, so she wasn't sure if it was shock. "You're so nice, Ronnie. I would--I would definitely sleep with you." She closed her eyes, meaning that in the most innocent way possible. It was so bright in here, and he was warm and so was her back. But that could also be blood. Whatever.
She patted his knee, saying, "Lay down, let's go to sleep." Her thoughts were all jumbled, but a part of her was flailing around knowing she shouldn't fall asleep and she might have a concussion. "Why do we need medics?" She scrunched her eyes up, trying to think why. It was too hard to think. Terra looked up at him, reaching a hand out to touch his cheek. The little part of her that could think straight was thinking, Damn, could have made a hell of a better second impression..