"I know. I've tried to do things different this time, cause... I wasn't so patient before. With stupid stuff. I don't want to pressure you into anything, Tony." She shifted a little so that she was comfortably against him, in a way that she knew she wasn't digging into him anywhere, yet she was still laying against his chest.
"Just... Don't wait until it's this bad to say something. There's got to be a solution." She was Miss fix it wasn't she? "I mean if you need a few days on your own, just to breathe I can go up to the lodge and have mini holiday or something. I... I want this to work for the both of us."
She held up her arm and rubbed the spot where they'd done the injections. "I don't think I'm going to go this route again. I think whatever I got this time was either too strong or... the wrong dose. Because everything feels so... Out of control. I cried at Bambi the other day, and I haven't cried watching that movie since I was a little girl. And that's not me. I don't cry at the drop of a hat. And getting bitchy over something stupid like what Robin had said... I know you probably think it's insane, cause I was the size of a gnome, but I could feel it." She paused dropping her hand to his chest again. The tips of her fingers toying with the little trail of manfuzz that lead from the patch on his chest to beneath his boxershorts. "I've felt weird since Gabriel fixed me."