She was apparently full of confusing actions this evening as displayed by her slayer’s reactions. Though she couldn’t see them, they were felt and taken note of. This was the first night in about the past week she hadn’t spent high. It was strange really, being alert and perceptive all on one’s own without assistance. She’d become comfortable with letting a chemical do the work for her and that left a sour taste in her mouth. Something would have to be done about that but now wasn’t the time to consider alternatives. Spotting the avenue her girlfriend suggested, another turn brought them closer to the big reveal. As distance grew between their minds she managed to find decent parking, fingertips aching for the contact they’d possessed only minutes before. Once nestled into a decent spot with the e-break secure and everything in order, the Empath turned to look at her girlfriend. “I missed you,” she whispered, expecting little to no reaction as one hand unlocked the doors. They’d seen each other here and there but with tension high it made the interactions strained. At least now there was simply a little discomfort, nothing she couldn’t handle. Clearing her throat, she spoke again, “so, um, ready?