Kami immediately sobered and took Naea's empty glass from her gently, setting it on the low coffee table. Then she settled herself back on the couch and faced the other woman. Reaching out again, she took one of Naea's hands and squeezed. "It's okay. You can stay if you want. Drink, don't drink, I don't care," she reassured her. She offered a quirky, crooked grin. "Do you want me to drink, too? I can do that but I warn you... You'll probably find out too much about me and boys."
Kami rolled her eyes expressively. "Ugh, boys," she repeated. "But, well... Know that my door is open for you, okay? Just knock or leave a note."