Genevieve smiled when his hand touched hers. First cast down, then up at him. "I know..." It didn't always stop things. She held back her pessimism. Rachel always tried so much to cheer her up. Gen just brought everyone down. "My head, it says that things are different now but my heart, it's still scared. It's paranoid, you know." Another careful sip from the glass and he thought about the amount he had already consumed.
Then it just blurted out of her. "How can you drink so much?" She clasped her hand over her mouth in shock. "Sorry. I didn't... I would be lying on the floor by now."