Re: [Webster's: Cris, Daniel & Sam]
Sam was mostly focused on the cat, but she was kinda focused on what was happening in the room too. And, yeah, so she was DEFINITELY more high-strung since the bite or whatever, but she'd been like that before shit got ugly, huh? D met her after Micah, and once she was already using, and shit had been a mess then. So, now, after this CHANGE, she was kinda a little frenetic, and her mind pinged and ponged against skullcap, and it was like she had all the energy back that living had taken from her. So, yeah, bouncy was a good way to describe it.
Anyway, she was MOSTLY paying attention to the cat, but she was listening too, huh? Just in case something went wrong. And so she was ready for Cris to ask, and she rolled her eyes at him. Like COME ON. This wasn't a new thing for her now, yeah? At first it had been weird and startling or whatever, but not now. So, yeah, she gave permission with a nod and a gappy and unconcerned grin, one that meant to show Daniel this was no big deal.
It always took her a second to get used to NOT being constantly hungry, huh? For Sam, plumped up veins and pinker skin also meant jonesing for a needle and a kinda fuzzy mind, like not as CLEAR as she was normally or something, like dulled senses maybe. It was a wave of emotions in inky eyes as she got used to the now-familiar sensation, and then she smiled at D. Her breath was shallow at first, too fast from disuse and not regulating it like before, but that evened, and she grinned WIDER. "The best fucking thing is going outside sometimes, yeah? I'm gonna spend ALL FUCKING SUMMER outside," she insisted, and she meant it.